Barbara walks out from behind the counter and I can see her walk past the door like she was leaving. She stops at the entrance and I hear what sounds ...like keys and then the locking of the door. She walks back over to where I am and grabs my cock. She just stands there holding it for a minute then pushes the door open and comes in. It’s pretty bright in there because of the tanning bed and she looks down at my hard cock. I push he against the wall and we start making out. Our tongue fighting for. Woh uthi aur apni dheeli shalwar pakadte hue kichen main chali gai .wahan usne apni shalwar ka nada bandha.phi woh shaam tak kichen se bahar nahi aai.mujhe to bagut dar lagne laga tha.shayed woh bahut naraz thi aur gusse main bhi thi. Itna ganda kam jo maine kiya the.sham ke 5 baj gaye the.mainne socha ke is se pehle ghar wale a jaye shabana se mafi mang kar malsa pataya jae.nahi to woi sare ghar walo ko bata de gi.ek din shabana palang par so rahi thi.main palang ke niche padai kar. He was still engrossed with listening to his podcast, but I kept looking at him till I caught his eye. He smiled at me vacantly.“That’s okay,” I heard a whisper in my ear. It was a very masculine voice. “You have lovely breasts.”I ignored him and concentrated on NOT looking toward him, trying to preserve anonymity. Then I felt a hand on my buttock. I hoped it was an accidental touch, much like my unintended squashing of my breasts against him. But it rapidly became clear that this was. From the corridor you go upstairs to one of the many communal bunk roomswhere the girls sleep. As you enter you remember how limited space waswith two, sometimes three slaves sharing a cot. The cots were not largeand whilst pleasure girls were generally small they were cramped. It wasdaytime and given the nocturnal nature of their trade most of the cotswere still occupied by sleeping pairs or triplets of girls entwined ineach others arms. They looked cute and vixenish at the same time. In.