The day we met it was pouring with rain, I had been alone in the gallery all day, no staff, no customers. At five minutes to five the door opened and ...5'6" of drenched misery entered, closed the door, looked around slowly and spoke. "You need me ... and I fucking need you ... where's the kettle?" I would of thrown her out, but she smelt that bad I didn't want to get that close to her. By way of explanation she took a soggy wad of paper from her Jean Jacket pocket and unfolded it before passing. I did and it was a clean pussy that turned me on.She went in a 69 position and she started to give me a blowjob. I hadn’t had one and I cummed in 2 mins. She laughed and started rubbing me again. I was hard again and this time I decided not to cum out soon. I licked her pussy and started eating it out. She moaned and this turned me on more. I went harder and harder and she gave a stiff competition.I decided time’s up and I started to insert into her. She said “Kanji a ulla vitradha”, meaning. "Now we don't get to do this more often." I was surprised, my eyes wide, juices dripping down my legs. "Wha-" but I was interrupted by the clerk licking along my slit. "You'll see what," my girlfriend whispered as she leaned in to kiss me, the clerk's tongue still working its way between my pussy lips. I moaned into the kiss, unable to keep quiet any more than I was with the vibrator - especially now there were two women working their magic on me. Soon my skirt and panties were discarded, as. She asked where I was going in such a hurry and I told her to the hospital. She asked what was wrong. I finally told her that my poor ass was on fire and I had the bottle shoved in it, trying to keep the burning down. I thought she was smiling when she ordered me to park my car in a very dark corner of a nearer parking lot. I was scared and excited. I had no idea what this sexy bitch had in store for me. She told me to get out of my car and bend over the trunk. Then she lifted my summer dress.