She’d only managed half an hour of sleep, but she wasn’t bothered. What she’d been doing last night - that was what she was built for. Carlotta ...loved her job, but something about the stranger’s eyes feasting on her body as she brought both of them to orgasm after orgasm... It was more satisfying than anything she’d ever accomplished professionally. It felt so right.Even now, she was tempted to go down on him before she left - the one thing that she’d foolishly failed to do the previous night -. I am not one of those housewives who volunteered because they were bored and lonely, or just vaguely unsatisfied.He was just someone I had forged a friendship with at work and started flirting with. Yes, I enjoyed his attentions. It felt good and right, just different enough, and I felt powerless to resist.Oh, who am I kidding? When your hormones are raging and someone is there telling you that you are beautiful and special and fabulous and really listening to you, thoughts of broken families. He rested his tongue on the little nub, still for a moment, then went back to circling. He moved his head as he licked, so there were subtle differences to how his tongue touched her. She could not tell whether to let the sensation flow; did she dare? She tried to think of something else, of how she might get out of the handcuffs, but she knew there would be no way until he unlocked her. His tongue moved deeper inside her, then pulled back out and returned to her clitoris. He circled it again.. A lot of the women's togas were so short if the stretched or bent over everything will be on display. Paula explained the rules and started the parade past us. Even though most of the people were in costume only about 40 were in the contest. It was amazing, Especially the transgenders. A lot of them were flashing tits, but some of them intentionally made their dicks hard so them would either push their togas out into a tent or just let them stick out. The lesbians either had their tits almost.