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Her legs had been moisturised and massaged. Marjorie was completely relaxed. It had not been traumatic at all. She went to get up and discovered her underarms and upper lip had been shaved as well – she might have been asleep. Ali had gone out front and paid the cashier with her credit card and came back in and gave Bethany a twenty pound tip. "Thanks Bethany – that was very professional." Ali went back in the suite. "Let’s get you dressed Marge we have an appointment next door." They went into the alcove and Ali grabbed the industrial bra and threw it into the wastebin. "You won’t need that monstrosity ever again – not when we finish next door."
"And what is next door pray tell?"
"Jerome is next door - a genius with lingerie - among his other talents." Marjorie was very self-conscience walking along without a bra on – good thing it was only 50 feet to next door. Ali opened the door to the underwear shop and they stepped in. Jerome’s sister Germaine came up. She and Ali embraced and again kissed each other full on the lips.
"Welcome Ali – this way." She turned and headed to the private lower level fitting room. Stepping through the door Marjorie was entering another totally alien space. Plush carpet with a wall of mirrors. They sat down on the seats that lined the walls opposite to the mirrors. The room was dominated by scarlet red.
"Relax Marge – we’ll have a cup of camomile tea." Germaine left and a few minutes later returned with a gold coloured tray and two perfectly brewed camomile teas in vibrant coloured bone china cups. They had hardly finished the teas when Jerome swept in the room and closed the door behind him.
"Miss Ali – and this must be your friend Miss Marjorie." His Jamaican accent was heavy – combined with his arm gesturing Marjorie could have thought he was a circus performer. In his mid-thigh length silk embroidered robe and Rastafarian hair he was a sight. It didn’t take long for Marjorie to notice the bulge in his robe concealing his massive cock. He held Marjorie’s hand and pulled her up and walked her over to the round raised platform in the centre of the room. "First we must remove this walking attire." Without a protest from Marjorie Jerome had her naked in less than twenty seconds. He offered his hand and had her step onto the platform. As he stepped back he had a glaze come over his eyes. "What a magnificent figure woman." As he cupped her breasts in his hands he sighed. "40 triple D cup." He slid his hands down to her waist. "32 inch waist." Then his hands fell to her hips. "38 inch hips." Then he smacked her on the ass cheek. "And the ass that Bob Marley would be proud to kiss. You will need support Momma." With that statement he was gone through the door. He returned a few minutes later with a corset like garment that encompassed a lovely bra. He held it up to her front and went around the back to fasten the Velcro clips. "No buttons, laces or hooks – easy to put on by yourself. Not a corset only for support of these lovely breasts." He bent down and kissed each nipple taking them in turn into his mouth and sucking each one hard. Then he flipped up the bra cups and adjusted her breasts into each cup. He pointed at the mirror just a few feet away. "You see – your nipples are aroused – but they cannot be seen. Marjorie was pleased. The bustier was gorgeous in satin silk and lace with cream ribbons and bows. It was slightly boned and completely supported her breasts without straps. "Sit down lovely lady." Marjorie sat on the edge of the platform. "I shall return." And theatrically he breezed out of the room.
Ali came over and sat next to Marjorie. "Lovely huh?"
"Oh yes – he is a bit eccentric though."
"Eccentric!" Ali laughed. "He’s Jamaican Marge." Just then Jerome came back in and stepped over to where the women were sitting. He had a few panties in his hand that matched the fabric and colour of the bustier. He stroked his cock through the silk robe. Ali reached under his robe and lifted his cock with both hands. The robe fell away to reveal his manhood and Ali gently kissed his cock head and then put it in her mouth and began sucking. His cock grew harder and longer until she could not keep it in her mouth and she began licking the shaft up and down. She was moaning as she licked the length of his shaft when she felt Marjorie’s hand wrap around his cock.
"Oh My God – what a cock!" As she spoke Marjorie began to stroke his cock and Ali pulled her lips away. Marjorie placed her lips on the head and easily put his entire cock head in her mouth. Then to Ali’s amazement she took several inches down her throat and began sucking. She cupped his massive balls as she moaned and continued to suck more cock. Jerome kneeled on the platform shifting Marjorie’s back down on the platform. Ali slipped between Marjorie’s legs and spread her legs revealing the freshly trimmed and shaved pussy. She was already wet and her juices were flowing.
Ali put her mouth to the opening of Marjorie’s pussy to drink the elixir. She spread Marjorie’s pussy lips and began to lick her inner cavity. Then she came up and found her clit and began to suck. With that Marjorie arched her back and climaxed. Ali could taste the different juice cuming now from her aromatic pussy. As her legs began to quiver Jerome slid Ali over and he took her place between Marjorie’s prostate legs. He took her thighs and lifted them to completely expose Marjorie’s pussy and asshole. Bethany had done a very good job on Marjorie’s pubic hair. Still it was long and matted with fluid sticking to the skin. As Jerome placed his cock head against the opening of her pussy, Marjorie took in a short sharp gasp. "Oh yes fuck me you black bastard." This didn’t offend Jerome it just made him thrust his cock in very hard. He pushed her legs back so her knees were at the sides of her head and he began to pump her wildly. Thrusting in and out Marjorie began to swear. "Yes fuck me you black animal – fuck me God Dam it – Oh motherfucker what a cock!"
Jerome was worked up and lasted more than 20 minutes pumping his cock into Marjorie. Ali lost count of the times she screamed in ecstasy one climax after another. The Vicar’s wife was more of an animal than Jerome – wrapping her stout legs pulling him in deeper. His balls were slapping against her ass hole and he trust in for the last time and began to cum. Marjorie screamed. "Yes - give me that black cum you bastard." As he pulled his cock out of Marjorie’s pussy he was completely flaccid. He stood up.
"This white bitch has taken my seed and my soul." He threw the panties to Ali. Pay Germaine for the top – the panties are free." Ali went to the sink and made a wash cloth wet with hot water and went over to Marjorie and wiped her pussy clean. Jerome’s cum was still seeping out and Ali bent down to taste this black seed for herself. My God it was pungent with a strong acrid taste. She put the wash cloth on Marjorie’s pussy.
"Let’s get you dressed and I think you better keep that cloth down there you will be leaking for a while. We’ll go back to my place for a shower and a steam. You need to rest."
"Rest – are you fucking crazy – I don’t need to rest – let’s go to your place I need you to fuck me. That’s what I need - not rest." Marjorie’s bent up sexual frustration over the years had been released. Ali knew the feeling all too well.
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