She spent a lot of time at the gym. She believed firmly in keeping herself in shape, being healthy, keeping herself strong. And it showed, even undern...eath her plain unwomanly suits. Under a thin t-shirt, it glowed. Jane put on some panties, threw on some walking trousers, and black socks. None of these were anything special, but it wasn't her attire she was thinking about. Today, she was going to begin her hike. Jane had spent the past seven days travelling around, meeting some new people,. Her hair was always well kept and she wore two piece suits, skirt and jacket with stockings and sensible leather shoes. She was about 5'4", weight proportionate to height and very professional. She spoke perfect English in warm sensual vocal tones. I really liked what I saw and I let her know it but she remained professional at all times on the job. Another time I was in a Kroger Market and I ran into Lady Dee and one of her daughters. I struck up a conversation and found out that she. He all but attacked the back of her neck and pushed his body against hers. She reached behind her and could feel his thick, hard dick through his jeans. She could tell he was as eager to come as she was. His hands squeezed her breasts hard before flipping her back around to face him. His hands were large, calloused, and thick, feeling rough on her soft skin. She hurridly unzipped his pants as he pulled his shirt over his head. She knelt to her knees and slid his black boxer briefs down to his. Please ? mm ? f?fuck me?please ?mmmmm?.. mmm?s?so ?gooood ? mmmpf?.lov..ely?arse?.? Stella smirked at the grinning audience. ?Louder, bitch.? ?Please ?? Jane almost shouted ? ?Mmmpf ..oh yes?.so good ?? At that moment, four burly men from the bar marched Jane's husband Jim throughthe front door. He was gagged, cuffed, held tight. ?Fuck me?please, harder, yes ?Mmm ? arse ?tastes so goood?? Stella put her finger to her lips. Everybody carried on commenting and chucklingas normal. She so enjoyed.