Oliver Douglas read what was written on the window shade, and could not believe what was painted there, "Mr. Haney's Fine Inside-Out Haberdashery and ...Boutique"?" That's right!" he said proudly. "The finest you'll every see! Every item of apparel has been specifically sewn from the back, or e-verse side, as they say in the trade, of the sewing patterns. As opposed to the front, orob-verse side." That's the most-" Of course!" Lisa Douglas's eyes lit up. "If you're wearing your clothes on. ” I complied. She pushed me to lean forward and push my butt back toward her. She scrubbed my ass cheeks, working more and more toward her goal and as I looked down, I could feel my cock growing with anticipation. She began rubbing my butt hole and one hand came up and grabbed my rod. I always love the way that I feel in her hands! My dick is not the longest, but it is fat, and in her hand it looks huge as she struggles to get her fingers around my shaft.A few moments later, I felt the side of. “You’re very willing, aren’t you? Tasty wet” he snickered. Winifred was ashamed to be wet with arousal. “I guess you’re more willing than frightened?” he asked. “Yes,” Winifred replied. “I’ll ... I’ll do whatever you want; and then you won’t hurt me Right ... pleeeaaase?” He continued playing with Winifred’s wet twat for several more minutes, saying nothing, making himself familiar with her naked and helpless body. She felt a warmth of new arousal between her legs, and her body no longer felt. I could feel their eyes moving up my thighs to the hint of my ass peeking out of my short skirt. It sent a shiver up my spine, the kind I haven't felt in years, and I loved it. As I started to slowly move through each aisle, I saw younger men stop at the end of the aisles trying to inconspicuously check me out. Part of me hoped that one of these boys would have the balls to walk up to me and use me in the way my husband used to. Right then, as if someone heard my naughty thoughts, someone.