SEASHELLS

5

"What the hell? I thought they arrange this one. At the space it is going they could transform it in a janitor closet."

Looking down at the last stall that always refused to open. Understanding what was going out the woman inside climbed on the toilet holding her breath.

"Let that shit for those who have to work on it, if there is no one come here. Strip!"
Natasha commanded lust clear in her voice.

Shuffling sound was made then silence filled the room, followed by a smacking sound that cause the woman who apparently was Angela Hopkins to moan.

"Be silent baby." Natasha said before sloppy noice was made it wasn't difficult to imagine where her mouth was.

"Don't stop, I'm close, I'm, aargh!!"  Not knowing where to put herself Dolores just stood there hearing her friend having sex just the other side of the door.

"No I can't..." Not taking in account the protests of Angela she continued her business gutturals sounds coming out of her throat followed by another climax of her partner.

"Baby here. I'm holding you. Calm down." Minutes later theirs breaths became normal again then it seems like they were having another make out session.

"WOW! I love those moments, I wish you will take care of me like this everytime. Not just when you need me." Angela said

"You know it won't always be like this."

"When will it finishes then? I want to live with you, wake up with you by my side. I tried everything with her but she won't even acknowledge me! I'm tired okay!" The woman cried out irritated stomping her foot.

"It is a good thing Dolores didn't catch up. I don't know if I can support to have her hands on you. You are mine! Never forget that! I already told you I will make it official even if it is only for us. For now I'm back at square one with her the hell! She decided to fired everyone around her BECAUSE madam didn't like someone addressing her! Who do that nowadays? Dolores Di Rio! Fuck!"

"I don't like it when you get like that." A frightened voice came out like the one of a kid surprising Dolores, Hopkins was known to be a strong head woman, now she sounded more like Natasha puppet.

"Babydoll it is okay it's not toward you I'm upset. You know I'll never be mad at you, you are too precious for me." Kisses noise was heard followed by moans escaping Angela Hopkins throat.

"All of you is mine. I don't want that idiot you called you boyfriend laying his filthy hands on you! It was just for the show. Who do you belong to princess?"

"To, to you." Angela mumbled as a kid that was being scowled will answer her breath short.

"Me who?" Natasha growled earning a cooing sound

"Mommy. I belong to you Mommy." Angela reply had Dolores eyes doubled in size, she never think that Mdlg was practice in real life.

"Good girl. Now I want you to not forget to eat your lunch. We skipped it. Okay? You promise me?" The mother voice Natasha used was unbelievable tender, now wonder she had Hopkins wrapped around her fingers.

"Yes mommy, I promise. Will you?" Shaking her head at what she was hearing Dolores stood there waiting for them to go.

"I just did babydoll. You have no idea how you can filled me. Before you go, here." Whatever she gave her had her jumped on her squealing.

"I love you Mommy. I do!" Chuckling Natasha gave her another kiss that had her moaning then Dolores heard what looked like an ass slap before the door opened and closed.