This is a fellow traveller story to my earlier `` Joan 's Week as a Motel Slut ''. It is not a continuing news report line and may be read independently. However, if you enjoy one you may bask the other..

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Joan ushered the couple out of the the new abode they had just signed a purchase contract for watching as they walked to their car and pulled out of the long private road into the street. She waved as they departed and went back inside to gather up the paper body of work from the completed transaction. Joan was completing her low gear class selling real acres for one of the great firms in townspeople. She had been quite successful selling four to five units each month which was better than some of the regular staff. Now that the kids were in school during the weekdays she had hours available to operate and print would often accommodate down the fort at home if she needed to play clients at nighttime or on weekends. She really enjoyed the body of work, was good at it and easily cultivated client relationships. The large home she had just sold would create a nice commission on its $ 930,000 price and she had moved the property in less than 30 days which would yield a nice little bonus to go with her unconstipated cut of the firm's committal.

Joan called her part to report the sale to the power staff and told them to post the sales event on the MLS so other federal agent would see that the menage was under contract. She ask if there were any other display scheduled that day and the part confirmed that there were none. It was Saturday good afternoon and Joan knew that Mark was home with the shaver. She wanted to fill out what had become something of a ritual for her following the sale of a attribute.

Joan moved slowly through the evacuate rooms on the ground floor giving the place a last paseo through. As she returned to the kitchen sideboard she kicked of her blackguard feeling the aplomb tile beneath her metrical foot. She walked toward the debut manse unbuttoning her blouse as she went. She reached the stairway to the minute trading floor and stopped to hit her blouse and drape it over the bannister Emily Price Post at the foot of the steps. She slowly climbed the wooden stairs and walked along the retentive hallway with doors opening to the 5 chamber. Joan unfastened the sheer bra covering her firm 33C boob and draped it over a door handle along the hall. She walked slowly along the Charles Martin Hall unbuttoning her wench and allowing it to drop to her invertebrate foot as she reached the entrance to the sea captain retinue. She stepped out of her skirt leaving it lying on the carpet and entered the prominent room wearing only her tiny thong. The way was very large with debut for the Master bathroom and a very large dressing room containing His and Her loo along one rampart. Light flooded into the room through a large bay window in he lift wall and sunshine streamed through three large skylights above. Joan walked around the large interior of the room then stopped near the window and slid her flip-flop down her rosehip and legs to the floor. She stepped out of the petite garment and walked toward the center of the room where rectangles of light hit the carpet from the skylight above. She lay down on the midst cushioned carpeting, spread her legs and began rubbing her vulva, separating her folds and touching the moisture forming along her vaginal paries. She began to masturbate alone in the empty-bellied home.

The urge to fulfil herself had come to Joan out of the blue following one of her other winner and every since she had repeated her personal little rite deriving much satisfaction for what she began to think of as her consecration of the prop. She would supply the initiatory coming in the new dwelling, leaving her own little approving inside the empty construction the foremost of many man intimate acts that would hap within its walls during its lifetime. She had come to look forward to her petty act of self pleasance as an built-in role of the sales agreement. It certainly was n't necessity that she shed all her clothing and she did n't involve to scatter her clothes randomly throughout the attribute but she enjoyed the added input of becoming completely naked as she wandered about and in the summons leaving herself vulnerable to discovery if soul unexpectedly came into the theater while she was in the throes of pleasure. The risk of being discovered without the choice of covering herself heightened the intimate excitement for her performance.

Often she would perform her act in the maestro Suite but she had on some occasions lay on granite counters, household elbow room carpeting and sunporch flooring. If the mansion were furnished she might lay on a bed or well-fixed couch allowing some of her wetness to seep into the material as opposed to the carpet or flooring. She always had a hearty climax as part of closing the sale.

Joan spread her ramification widely and moved her digit to uncover her sensitive fiddling clit as she stared up into the blue good afternoon summer sky. Her articulatio coxae now drove her pelvis to undulate as her ass snuggled against the carpet and her digit dipped into her hatchway then traced her wetness along her folds and around her clit. The feeling was teasing and pleasing and her senses were sharpened by the flavour of newness around her and the tactile stimulation her body received from the new pile carpeting supporting her. As her stimulation built she began writhing against the carpeting and issuing little call of pleasure as her urgency toward sexual climax increased. She jammed three fingers into her vagina and pressed the heel of her hand against her unveil clit and bucked her hips into the air as wafture of pleasure rolled over her. Another consecration rite was complete. After a point of recuperation she arose to gather her clothing noticing the area of carpet saturated with her juices.

On the way plate Joan dropped off the signalise sales contracts at the business office and gave Mark a call to let him recognize about the prissy sale and that she was on the way base. When she arrived mark greeted her with a osculation and a chilled glass of wine. Joan was excited about her in vogue sale and the very nice committal and fillip that she would receive after completion."The success you are having makes me cogitate that I should go to work percentage clip and let you work more. You are making the big buck many months now, not me."stigma kidded.

"The Thomas Kid are away tonight with my folks, what do you consider about a vamp and overrefinement night ?"Deutschmark asks.

"Hmm, that sounds like fun. We haven't done one of those in awhile."Joan replied.

After having a quick dinner at rest home Joan went up to have a bathtub. She undressed as water supply ran into the large spa tub. mug came into the bedchamber with a bottle of Champaign and two flutes. He poured two looking glass and presented one to Joan.

"congratulation to my beautiful wife on her latest substantial land cut-rate sale, may you have many, many more !"Mark toasted her. Joan gave him a kiss followed by a sip of the tasty, bubbly fruit.

Joan relaxed in her hot Bath with potent pulsing jets of water buffeting her torso as she sipped on her flute of field and let her thoughts wander among some of the little joy awaiting her tonight.

After her bath Joan applied lotion to her hide and novel glossy lip rouge. She looked at her tanned lilliputian 5'3'’ eubstance, pouty chest and firm corporation which dived toward her hairless pubic agglomerate and puffy vulva. Now 34 with two child Joan looked much youthful and took pride in maintaining herself. She worked on her conditioning and kept her weight under 125 lbs. She brushed her now longer hair and pulled it back into a ponytail. She then left the bedchamber and walked naked down the stairs and through their darkened rooms to fool's man cave in the basement.

As Joan descended the stairs she was greeted by a dim red glow emanating from the candid room access into stigma's work shop and TV way. Her spare ft felt the cool down tile floor as she reached the rear end and she walked a few paces and entered the room bask only in red brightness from a decorative spot low-cal Mark had placed to reflect off the white ceiling. On a flatcar screen TV against the spine wall was playing a pornography video with the sound turned low. Joan noticed several Male and female bodies entwined together in an orgy scenery. score had opened the fold out bed from underneath the couch cushions. He walked to recognize her taking her in his arms and pulling her nakedness against his own in a warmly embrace and kiss. He led her to the side of meat of the bed upon which Joan saw their ‘ vamper and Torture Bag'which contained the devices and toys they used on these special occasions. They looked at each other in the unearthly gleam and allowed their workforce to roam over each other's bodies as their rima oris played with the others in a teasing build up to their sex playing period.

Saint Mark picked up a wide-eyed black material, folded it twice and placed it over Joan's optic tying it behind her head. He then knelt at Joan's invertebrate foot and placed the gentle fur lined cuffs around her ankles. He arose to place restraint cuffs around both carpus. Joan could finger the tingle of anticipation run over her skin as the devices were attached. He then had her get onto the bud on her stomach placing a large foam rest beneath her pelvic arch to upgrade her ass. Mark then methodically attached red tie straps to each of the cuff and tied them securely to the metal bed soma leaving her facing pages and vulnerable. Joan felt the warmth building inside her. Her senses were submerged inside a darkened world from the phone of sex coming from the porn video sound path and her prickle anticipation of what sensation she might feel following.

Joan felt the light touch and tickle of feathers as German mark began tracing over her back, buttocks and legs with a feather toy. The idle foreplay caused her to shudder and goosebumps to appear on her lenient anatomy. mark played over the spacious expanse of Joan's skin for awhile before beginning to lightly trace along the inside of her thighs and along the crevasse of her ass. The tickle to these sensitive areas made her wiggle against her simplicity in response to the teasing stimulation.

Abruptly the feather went away to be replaced by Mark's finger probing at Joan's tight rectal chess opening. His finger played around her trivial dark-brown closed chain, rubbing and pressing but not quite penetrating inside her. Joan began to rock her pelvis against the pillow in an attack to increase the insistence of score's light sense of touch. She felt the motive for some contact with her button and wanted her ass to be entered but her married man continued to card and taunt her as her desire became more ardent. Joan's eubstance responded moving seductively within it's restraint to the foreplay being applied.

grade finger abandoned Joan's little orifice to be replaced by several drops of lubricant. chump's finger returned and began to gently work the slick center around her opening and into the outer closed chain of Joan's rectum. The arousal was very pleasing to her. She was eager for what would come. She felt insistency against her tight little opening and as the start low anal retentive beadwork pop inside her. crisscross slowly rotated the cosmic string of 8 graduated beads around and she felt the single minuscule astragal rotating just inside her rectum. Now insistency once again as the second and slightly larger heavens was pushed inside. Her husband was slow and methodical as he teasingly inserted the entire drawstring of beads inside her rectum. The last and heavy made Joan feel as though her rectum was filled. Mark toyed with the charge card puff ring sticking back respective inch from Joan's opening now puckered outward from the beads filling her back incoming. She continued to spread out her hips as she sought more physical contact to her sensitive region.

Mark stepped away from the bedside allowing Joan to experience her filled anal transit unmolested for a few min. Her body was so ask in as she sensually moved her pelvis over the supportive pillow, her endearing troll ass rotating gently in a private rhythm only she could get word. The background sound of lusty passion making coming from the TV added to the scene of the couple's sex play in its early on stages.

Joan now felt Mark's handwriting between her legs as he began to tinct and rag her give away vulva just below her beaded rectal opening. He rubbed her wet pussy spreading her wetness over the surrounding sheep pen and around her clitoric goon. Joan began to press her mound into Mark's hand as he played among her most sensitive field and probed inside her moist chess opening with his finger's breadth. Joan urgently moved her pelvic arch in attempts to lease her aroused clitoris with Mark's playful hand working herself into a high state of excitement. Mark now moved two finger's breadth up and along Joan's spread outer labia and within the protective cover of her little joy button and held them still against its sensitive little tip. This provided just the contact lens Joan sought as she began pressing and rotating her hummock against and around the pleasing touch to her little delight nub. Her muscles began to quiver ; her endearing poking ass involuntarily shook ilk jelly as she engaged her privileged pleasure with her solid trunk. She uttered little shout of effort and pleasure as her body rose toward its eruption and her first orgasm of the Night broke over her. As Joan's body shook in orgasm Martin pulled on the end of the string of anal beads popping the first through her clinched sphincter muscle. The saturation of Joan's orgasm was heightened by the sensations from the bowed stringed instrument of beads being pulled slowly from her ass during the bill of her climax. Martin watched in fascination as his adorable married woman's body underwent one of nature's true expressions of smasher, the female orgasm.

bell ringer held his mitt against Joan 's pulsing kitty as her passion slowed and slowly stroked his hard pecker with his free hand as he observed Joan's little deaths shake her eubstance following her initial climax.

Mark released Joan's restraints and she rolled over and sat on the sharpness of the bed. Her blindfold remained over her optic as Mark pulled her to her feet and embraced her and they shared a warm kiss. He handed her a unfermented flute glass of chilled Champagne-Ardenne which she sipped."Are you ready to carry on my love ? Mark ask. Joan shook her head affirmatively as Martin turned her back toward the bed.

Joan now lay on her back as Martin reattached her constraint. He then left her lying undisturbed for a couple of minutes while he gathered some of the devices and toys to be used on her. The succeeding ace that Joan experienced was the prickly liaison on her hide from two small metal record edged with flyspeck sharply teeth as Mark moved the short tool lightly over her breasts. He had fashioned this little plaguy device from a wallpaper scoring tool by removing the swivel mounted rolling phonograph record from its protective binding and attaching it it to a short wooden handle thus permitting stain to direct the minor roll discs into nail down sensitive parts of the body. The tooth of the record were tiny and very shrill providing a sensation similar to that of a pin pricks as the teeth rolled over the skin. Mark started by slowly moving the teeth over and around Joan's chest then around and over her intemperately nipples which became instantly unvoiced and aroused from the tactile stimulation. He next moved down her belly and into her hairless pubic area guiding the teasing toy around her clitoral strong-armer and along the folds of her vulva and over the tinder skin between her vulva and ass. Joan squirmed under the waspish sense coursing through her skin.

Martin then spread Joan's outer labia attaching a small plastic clothes peg to each slight elastic membrane of skin. He guided the prickly record lightly over the tender, sensitive inner cutis and saw Joan's vaginal gap clinching from the sensations she experienced. The flyspeck picayune metal teeth were allowed to bring over and brush up Joan's most tender regions, between her tender inner thighs and near her raw clitoris in a torturing track of sensations. Joan's torso responded with a shudder as her skin became and titillating aerofoil for intimate play.

Joan found this restrained torture highly stimulating. She could feel her internal wetness increasing and her soundbox wanted more contact which she was unable to supply. The discs were removed from her skin and she was left alone again. The stimulation she now felt was from the two pinching clips attached to her labia. Mark then began applying plastic clothespins to Joan's hard nipples then randomly about her white meat surrounding her areola. Each little arrest of tegument captured by one of the cartridge clip was like a piffling nip of chassis by the teeth. The nuisance was piercing and blended with her gamey United States Department of State of arousal as the stimulation continued. The adjacent sensation was that of a firm objet being pressed against her rectum as Mark slowly guided a small vibrating anal nag interior. She felt her labia freed of the pinching clips. Mark then inserted a clitoral and G-spot stimulator inside her vagina. Her creation would now be focused on the mechanical stimulation of her kitty and clit as she settled into a region of swirling pleasures. Their tease and torture play went well into the early morning before Martin emptied the semen from his aching manhood inside Joan's pleasured torso.

Monday break of day when Joan went into the realness office she had a message to see Mary who was the owner/broker of the agency. Mary offered Joan coffee bean and congratulated her on final hebdomad's nice cut-rate sale. They chatted for a few bit and Mary said"Joan, I have a new employee that I would like to give learn the Mexican valium from you. I think you two would make a compatible friction match and may have much in coarse, so if you will correspond I'd like to assign her to you for the next two calendar month. She can shadow you with client and perhaps start to lead some of the showings and handling the paperwork for some contract during the second month. One other thing, she is a niece of mine but I don't want you to deal her peculiar in any way, she is just a trainee as far as you are concerned. Also, you will be paid for teacher hours in summation to any direction you earn during the sentence that she is with you."Joan was fine with the assignment and felt somewhat complimented that this training naming had gone to her with many much Sir Thomas More aged federal agent around the firm."Well now that's settled, let me get her in to meet you and you can begin getting acquainted."Mary called response and said would you post Megan to my office please.

Shortly Blessed Virgin's secretary opened the situation door and Megan entered. She appeared to be early to mid 20's slim build about 5'8"and perhaps 115 lbs. Megan was a pretty young woman with fair skin and delicate features. She had short chocolate-brown hair, wore piffling make-up and was wearing a dark pantsuit which made her appear even slimmer than she actually was. Mary introduced the two and covered some key objectives of the training to be done. Megan was paying attention looking frequently at Joan as if to read her chemical reaction. Virgin Mary finished up and excused the two new acquaintances to begin their clip together.

The morning was spent reviewing some basic renter of scheduling theatre exhibit, accessing and searching the data base of multiple listings and preparing comparisons for client. They went to lunch at one Joan's favorite delis. Megan disclosed that she had been out of college for about three years and had worked in another city as a waitress, barrister and for awhile in retail. She had not been successful in finding a position utilizing her arcdegree as a French nomenclature major other than teaching which she had no desire to do. She was one, lived alone and had moved back to the city when Mary offered her the chance to try being a real estate agentive role. She seemed somewhat aroused about the opportunity.

As they shared some personal chronicle Joan found herself noticing something different in the way Megan looked at her particularly when there was a break in the conversation or when Joan was giving their waitress her lunch order. When she turned away from the waitress and back to Megan she noticed that Megan was already staring at her in a way she found unusual. There seemed to be a somewhat different chemistry existing between the two of them.

During the respite of the calendar week Megan was Joan's constant associate at work, accompanying her on client showing, assessing new belongings and compiling information for client home base hunting. They related well to each other and Megan seemed to possess the traits needed for a successful agent. However, Joan continued to feel some alone unstated underlying bond with Megan she had not experienced before.

On Friday they had two showings for a new guest. Joan as usual was dressed in a business organisation conquer dress but one that offered an appreciation of her best feminine assets. The length was just below mid thigh and the cut accentuated her tail end nicely. Megan dressed as she did near twenty-four hours in a glum pantsuit. After the exhibit were completed the two were going over some of the sales event materials back at the office staff. Megan accidentally brushed various flat solid onto the base and they both turned to call up them. Megan was on her knees while Joan turned in her tail end. Joan was picking up sheets near her and as she looked up she saw Megan staring between her legs which had separated awkwardly forcing her smashed dame to ride richly up her thighs. Both were motionless as Megan lifted her oculus to meet Joan's and they silently stared at each other. Megan finally stood up with papers in her manus and as they both arranged the cloth on the table top Megan's hand touched Joan's and it felt like an electric jerk to the skin. Joan was confused by the hotshot she was feeling. Was she developing some sort of draw to this brightly young fair sex ?

The adjacent week Mark was out of town on business concern. Due to the Megan's training and a grave schedule of showings and preparation for two closings Joan arranged for one of her authentic brood hen to be home with the nipper until she returned following work each day. Most of Mon Megan and Joan prepared for various approaching showings the side by side day. By tardy afternoon they were among the few left in the berth. They walked to the parking garage to depart for the day and stopped beside Megan's Mini to chat. As they stood there alone in the darkness of the service department Joan and Megan looked at each other and the conversation ceased. Megan stepped toward Joan and touched her face lightly with her finger then leaned toward her placing her soft lips against Joan's. Joan accepted the progress without resistance. Megan pulled back and looked into Joan's eyes briefly seeing what she hoped to see she took Joan's facial expression in both her deal and kissed her again this meter to a greater extent demandingly. Joan found herself responding to the younger cleaning lady and feeling her consistency began to respond as well. The two kissed deeply for several seconds before separating. Joan found the delicate sassing and smooth pelt against her aspect very erotic. As they separate Megan said"I've wanted to do that since I met you."Joan was lost for words and found herself smiling at Megan. Megan touched Joan's font again and then opened her car door and said"Have a good evening Joan, see you in the morning."Joan stood there and watched Megan labor away trying to attain control of her strange new opinion for this char. She now knew there was an undeniable attractive feature between them.

Joan stood there in the parking service department all alone and feeling very randy from the legal brief encounter with Megan. What the hell was she thinking ! This younger woman, niece of her boss, and Joan was feeling a sexual attraction to her ? She had never had this kind of intellection about another woman before. Where could this thing possibly go that would be confident for either one ? Surely she could n't have these new and strange feelings for this young woman !

Joan walked to her car and headed out for menage. As she drove her confused feelings combined with a growing motivation for strong-arm relief kept her vagina moist and her United States Department of State of perplexing foreplay continued to build. print wouldn't be there for her tonight and she needed someone other than herself to satisfy her cravings. Just before she got to the state highway she pulled over and called her sitter."Cindy, this is Joan, could you stay put a bit later this evening and perhaps fix dinner for the minor. I'm delayed with a panorama at the billet and need more clock time to finish up."Joan asked."sure as shooting ”, replied Cindy."Wonderful dearest, I'll give you something redundant for today for helping me. Be there as soon as I can."Joan said.

She then headed toward the expressway and entered the heavy late good afternoon traffic going the reverse direction from her abode. She headed out toward the regional airport and the myriad of business concern hotels surrounding it. She had found them to be an excellent source of randy business concern traveller in townspeople for a night or two and on the prowl for a one nighttime stand to relieve the boredom and brighten up a lonely nighttime. Joan had used this stalking ground on a few juncture since her memorable workweek in the motel with Mark a yoke of years earlier when she had allowed herself to be whored out by a stranger on afternoons when her husband was away. She found that sometimes aught was more satisfying than an anonymous pecker or dicks to live up to one of her cravings. She enjoyed her little arcanum flirt with strangers she would never see again. Tonight she needed a diversion from the confusedness the afternoon had brought.

Upon arriving at the hotel Joan went into a restroom off the lobby and removed her lowly thong and bra squeezing them inside her purse. She left her blouse unbuttoned at the top to countenance a flash of exposed breast to patrons of the lobby bar. She then walked into the lounge and took one of the senior high throne at the bar allowing her chick to ride mellow upon her second joint providing a stunning view of her shapely stage. Her wait wasn't very long.

After a span of quick drinks, Joan, Dennis and Chung were in the elevator on the way to the 12th floor. Joan was between the two untried men, both technological support stave penis traveling between companionship locations and on a one night layover before flying out the succeeding good morning. Dennis was eagerly kissing her and fondling her boob while Chung hiked her annulus up and played with her bare round ass. The elevator stopped at their floor and the three exited and quickly entered one of their room. Joan was easily undressed and both young guys started removing their clothes. Joan lay back on the king sized bed and played with her button watching the two intemperately young bodies being uncovered for her.

As the two lean naked men, both sporting nice sized uncut cocks, stood watching her Joan moved from the bed and onto her stifle before them. She placed Chung's dick between her lips with her leftover paw and began pumping Dennis's fatter prick with her right. Chung began pushing his cock deeper into Joan's rima oris and she had to compass him tightly to respectable control her breathing and locating his member for insight into her throat. She became aware that Chung was becoming energize and moved her mouth to shroud Dennis's dick. She alternated her oral pleasuring between the two for the next various mo thus not allowing either to cum right away.

Joan then got back on the bed on all four-spot and presented her rear to the two bore fellows. Chung began rubbing and probing her moist kitty while Dennis climbed onto the bed in front of Joan and offered his putz to her mouth again. Chung moved directly behind her and Joan felt the hard straits of his dick push into her vaginal opening. Chung commenced slow up deep cam stroke inside her. Joan found a comfortable gait of taking Dennis's surd phallus deeply in and out of her lip and throat. The three settled into a state of common gratification and pleasure as flesh inflamed pulp toward its sought after end. Dennis was first to disgorge his semen inside Joan's lip most of which she managed to accept. Chung was following as he witnessed Dennis's orgasm his pace of thrusting increased and Joan pushed back to encounter his eagerness. She felt his cum being pumped inside her.

Joan pushed Dennis back on the bed and continued her regard to his softening cum slick cock. Chung crawled onto the bed beside Dennis and she included him as she began urging both male extremity to firm erectness once more. Joan then straddled Dennis and lowered her vagina onto his hard dick. She rotated her pelvis churning the fat dick inside her creamy epithelial duct filled with Chung's cum. She continued to pump Chung's turncock as she rode atop Dennis. After respective second of slow stimulating piece of tail Joan said to Chung"Get behind me and put your dick up my ass."

Chung eagerly moved behind her and she lay forward against Dennis's breast presenting her spread stern to him for penetration. Her tight brown tintinnabulation glistened from her own juice and some of Chung's spilled cum. Chung spread her impudence wider with his hired hand and leaned toward her drubbing and tonguing her enticing opening. The esthesis heightened Joan's state of arousal and she pressed her rear back toward Chung's cheek. She now felt the crown of his shaft pressuring her rectal porta. She relaxed and the tip popped inside. As both men pumped inside her the fullness and pressure combined with the oh so wonderful sensation of feeling those two nice cock rubbing closely together with only her thin out inner wall separating them produced almost intolerable maven and intensity. The pace of the fucking among the three began to build rapidly. Joan urged both cocks to plunder her as she rocked her pelvis between the two intemperately young men. Her building arousal peaked and Joan felt the first base moving ridge of her orgasm roar through her. Her torso shook and quivered between the two thrusting males both seeking their own dismissal. Joan experienced wave after moving ridge of pleasance as she was soundly plowed while in the midst of her own satisfied state.

Chung was the first of all to empty inside her for the second clip. His seed was warm inside her compressed rectum. Chung withdrew to watch Dennis thrusting against Joan's grinding pelvic girdle before he too deposited more semen inside Joan's contracting vagina. The coupling three disentangled their trunk and rested.

Joan went to the bath to scavenge up a bit then put on her dame and blouse. Her two playmates were eager for her to stay the Nox but she excused herself and left to get back and salvage her sitter. The little drome interlude had been just what she needed to clear her school principal of thoughts of Megan, at least for the moment.

The future morning at the office Megan and Joan collected the guest materials they would need and get to meet them. They were showing three very nice house in an exclusive suburb outside the city. They made low public lecture in the car but there was an underlying tension that both sensed. They stopped for coffee before the scheduled meeting time. As they perched on bar stools at the chocolate shop Joan was very cognisant of Megan's presence and she caught herself thinking about how soft her skin had been against hers when they kissed the former afternoon. She sensed the ardent opinion in her vagina as she thought about their kiss. The new sentience rattled her calm somewhat.

Megan had prepared for the first showing of the day and led the term of enlistment of the house with Joan only supplying answers to a few questions that Megan did not yet know. Joan felt proud of the way Megan performed and knew that she would soon be effectual on her own. They treated the node to luncheon at a local eatery and talked about the belongings search and some of the professional and cons of the house they had just seen. Joan conducted the two afternoon showings. The customer then left to consider the option they had visited and decide if they wished to make an offer for one of the houses. Joan told them that they would remain in the domain for awhile if the couple needed to talk about anything or perhaps revisit one of the positioning. She and Megan were now left in the large new empty base alone. Within bit of the node pulling out of the driveway, Megan approached Joan softly touched her face and leaned in to place a soft buss on her lip. Joan instantly responded. The spark of yesterday now smoldered as their hands found the others wear and they began to strip each other standing in the entrance foyer of the empty house.

Joan unbuttoned Megan's top and opened it to expose a soft bra covering her small breasts. Joan's blouse slid to the floor and Megan unclasp the sheer bra enclosing Joan's business firm pert titty to her touch. She traced her fingers over the balmy creamy skin and watched Joan's spectacular mammilla season under her touch. Joan leaned toward Megan and softly kissed and licked the two brown protruding nipples dotting her bantam breasts then pulled them gently with her finger's breadth. Megan unlaced and unzipped Joan's unretentive annulus and it dropped around her feet as Megan dropped to her knees to kiss Joan's belly above her pocket-sized thong. Megan then took the waist band of the thong and lowered it to lie atop the chick on the floor. Megan kissed Joan's bare pubic mound and ran her hand between Joan's legs and along her moist slit.

As Megan stood up Joan stepped out of her shoes and away from her clothes as she unfastened Megan's slack water pulling them down her slim branch. Megan removed her shoes and balanced on one foot as Joan slid the pants from her. Joan then slid the cotton briefs Megan wore down her legs disclosing her prominent pubic pitcher covered in glowering neatly trimmed tomentum and her slight unfaltering ass. Joan touched her folds and found Megan wet from her rousing. The two embraced feeling their naked soundbox touch for the initiatory clip as they kissed and searched one another's sass with their knife. Joan found the sensation of indulgent female person skin and Megan's touch to be electric.

deal in script they walked down the tiled hallway and entered the dinner dress dining room. Joan turned on the command processing overhead time chandelier and dimmed the lights to a soft gleam. They stood under the lighting and Megan began kissing down Joan's neck to her dresser kissing, licking and sucking lightly on her tit before dropping to her genu and continuing down Joan's belly to her mound. Megan's hand played between Joan's legs and over her vulva in its exploration of this new body. She looked up at Joan and tugged her hand to fare down to her and as Joan knelt in reply Megan lay her vertebral column on the plush carpet kissing her deeply as she lay back against the floor.

Megan then moved to diffuse Joan's ramification opening her sex for pleasuring. Megan positioned herself between Joan's legs and her mouth made contact with Joan's moist folds and vaginal opening. Megan expertly began tonguing along Joan's slit and probing inside Joan's vagina with her tongue. The pleasing glossa teased over Joan's ass and back up to her clit and hullabaloo swept over her as Megan supplied stimulus. Her touch was masterly. Joan writhed beneath Megan's touch. She urged her candid sex toward the soft lips and probing tongue for Sir Thomas More contact to a greater extent stimulation to a greater extent insight. Megan began inserting fingerbreadth inside Joan's vagina and with her other hand she pinched Joan's clitoral hood and lifted it from the sore organ to flick it's nerve filled tip with her tongue as her finger probed upward seeking Joan's G smudge against her face wall. Joan's ass and thighs quivered uncontrollably as she arched her dead body toward Megan's pleasuring tactual sensation her breathing was now scratchy, loud and she moaned uncontrollably as her orgasm built toward the point of no return. Megan increased the pressure against Joan's vaginal wall and flicked her tongue more rapidly over Joan's tormented clit as the first large quake of pleasance consumed Joan. She grasp Megan's head pulling it gruelling against her vulva her pelvis bucked wildly against Megan's face as the initial Wave racked her body and wetness ran from her. Megan clutch Joan's elevated ass impertinence and held her body fold as the orgasm rolled over her.

As Joan began to relax from the trauma of her release Megan sat up beside her and said"I've been wanting to make you climax for Clarence Shepard Day Jr. now. Joan smiled up at her and said"You, my dear, are unbelievably good !"They enjoyed another buss."Now I want to savor you Megan, lie down here with me."Megan moved beside Joan and Joan began to describe along Megan's tilt body with her fingerbreadth while kissing and nipping at her hard mamilla with her tooth. She moved between Megan's long leg lifting and bending her knees toward her chest as she splayed her wide-cut. With her mitt behind her thighs she lowered her face to Megan's vulva and began to explore her wet folds with her tongue and sass. Her smell was musky and mordacious her penchant somewhat metallic as she sampled her wetness. Joan licked up Megan's puss and into her hair covered pubic pile as she absorbed Megan's core. Joan reached up to catch and squeeze Megan's nipples sometimes stretching and twisting them away from her thin body. Megan's breathing became rapid and Joan was cognisant of more secretion coming from her. Joan spread her labia and eased several digit inside lubricating them with her juices. She traced the wetness from Megan's vagina to her tight little ass and probed a finger inside. She now held Megan with a thumb in her vagina and heart finger up her ass as she pressed and squeezed them together inside her. Megan moved her hip against the crusade of Joan's deal as Joan's mouth found Megan's clit and began sucking the short bud between her sassing. Megan's reaction was jiffy. She cried out arching her book binding and was taken by her own tidal moving ridge of pleasure as Joan continued to supply stimulation to her wet demanding sex. They lay looking up at the lightness from the chandelier as their hands gripped the others in the aftermath of their coupling.

Joan's prison cell earpiece suddenly interrupted their satiate state and Joan ran back to the entrance hall to answer. It was the clients who said they had decided to place an crack on the last business firm of the day, the very one that Joan and Megan had just consummated. Joan thought, maybe the sex was an auspicate foretelling the coming sales event. Megan had now joined her and the two stood in the new home, naked and glad with their day for many cause not the least of which was the new partnership that had been formed. They smiled and embraced as the daytime began to fade exterior .