She was well portioned and tan. Her legs where long and had nice ass.Her d cups really caught my eye.She had larger areola must of been three's inch a...cross.I could feel my cock start to swell. I looked to the page on the right ;she had her legs far apart. I could she her pink. She was trimmed too.My cock was hard now.I reached up for the black socks pulling them apart. Then took one pulling it onto my cock. I balled up the pillow and laid on top of it.I started to hump the pillow. I was going. Her libido was on overload. In one day, she experienced three of her exhibitionist’s fantasies. Images of the couple in Sam’s dorm room catching them, of Sam walking in on her sucking his father’s tool and the security guards seeing her topless covered in cum, scudded across her lust filled mind. All that and she had not cum! Her panties were uncomfortably wet as the voyeuristic scenes filled her mind. Jamie groaned and sank to her knees. She kissed her son’s jockey clad ass as her hands found. Then Henry suggested we have the next round at his club, which had a bit more African atmosphere. We accepted. It didn't take long time to get there in a taxi and as Henry was a member there, we had no problem getting in.The Africa club was in a basement and had a rather crowded pub where mostly single men were drinking beer. Next to the pub was a lounge, which was almost dark with loud African music. Off to one side there were an area with discrete booths. Henry found a booth for us and went. *** *** *** I was squirming on thepolished floor like a trussed eel? a sweat-slimy garden worm writhing in frontof Mistress Aphrodite?s throne-like wicker chair.? She was looking down at me.? Her downward gaze was joined by my MistressNikita and other Mistresses stabbing me with their knowledge of me, pinning melike a worm that I was. Mistress Aphrodite?s floorwas so highly polished that I was squirming above my reflection, staring deepin it.? Not even the floor offeredprotection to me.?.