Damn, it felt good.The next day I headed back to the old apartment to see if I'd left anything important. It gave me pause when I saw a woman sitting ...on a concrete brick in the drizzle with the remains of a burned-up computer in her arms, crying steadily She was wearing a stocking cap and half her face was covered in bandages. She was wearing sweat pants that looked pretty bulky. Soot streaked her bandages and covered both her hands and shoes. I was betting that there were bandages on her legs. 00 the open sign went up and our first customers entered around 11. Not knowing what to do exactly or where to start, Heather told me to go to the shoe department.‘It is amazing how many mature ladies just love showing themselves, to an appreciative audience”, she remarked’.No sooner was she gone when an attractive if slightly plump lady of I would guess, about 55 to 60, asked if she could try some gold strappy sandals that she wanted for her next holiday.‘Certainly madam, what size?’‘Four and. Her skirt made it pretty convenient for me. I felt sorry for her pants as I ripped them apart with my teeth. I started and gently caressing her thighs. But the scent of her was simply irresistible. But I had to make sure I pushed her to the edge.After a few minutes of beating around the bush, I finally gave my classmate babe what she wanted. The first lick tasted so good. Although I had planned to be gentle, I was drifting away from it. I was getting hungrier with each taste I got.I circled her. I can hear the woman gasp as she pulls taught on the restraints, her back arching again. "Please, Tuesdae," she begs. "Taste me, touch me. I want to feel you pleasure me." Tuesdae slowly moves to the woman's bare pussy, hands still whispering on her skin. With the first touch the woman moans and stiffens almost as if the touch was pure electricity. She relaxes into the bed as Tuesdae slides one finger into her wet depths, licking the woman's hard nub as she does so. Tuesdae picks up the tempo,.