By the time four of the other wives of the clients of my ‘anal sessions ring’ joined them, they had developed their own little chant. “This is... the store, of the anal whore.” Normally, I would have laughed off their ridicule. Jealous bitches don’t get me down. Besides, I wasn’t the one cheating on them. They should have been picketing outside their husband’s office building, not my store. But needless to say, when they didn’t go away and when their relentless slander continued, I. [flash] Finally, she turned to face away from the camera. [flash] She stuck her bare ass out at the camera. [flash] She leaned forward against the counter to emphasize the roundness of her butt. [flash] She spread her legs, her feet in her spike heels about 18 inches apart, [flash] leaning forward, [flash]. Her pussy is really getting warm. The tingle is spreading. She starts to smell the scent of her own arousal. She is so absorbed in her day dream, she didn't hear the front door open as I. Have to get Bugs. Oh feels so good. I have to stop, go get Bugs, need to cum,” over and over again.The stronger the storm got, the more frenzied her grinding into the beanbag became was until her whole body shook like she was having a seizure.At the next clap of thunder, her face went pale.“BUGS NO!” she screamed out when there was a bright flash of lightning immediately followed by a deep boom of thunder. “Oh Bugs, no, no, no. Not Bugs. I am so sorry Bugs. I just needed to cum. You are my. The man paid and left through the exit door to the alley. Raul took off his apron and hair net. He took some tissue from a Kleenex box in the kitchen and stuffed them in his pocket. Raul walked out through the same exit as the man. The alley was dark. Raul saw the man’s silhouette about 20 feet from the door. He was leaning against the brick wall. Raul walked towards him. The cook put his hand behind the man’s head on the brick wall and the two men kissed. They sucked tongue. Raul fumbled in.