When the sales assistant helped him on with it, she was able tolace it up impressively tight and he was struck by how much it altered hisfigure. But h...e had no idea what he would do if he were alone.Fortunately the young woman was able to help with that too. She said thatshe sometimes wore corsets herself and had figured out some tricks forgetting by without a friend or partner to help. She told him to come backat the end of the day, just before closing, when she spent a good hourgiving him. You feel way too good Hanna..." Thank you," she let out an embarrassed giggle and followed slyly with a whisper... "I put in spermicide... Let's have fun!"Then, over taken by those words, I began to play with her pussy with my right hand while I continued to assault her chest with my mouth. She let out a couple cute moans as she began to buck wildly, wildly on my cock. She got wetter, and wetter, almost as though she was almost there but couldn't quite reach it. She let out a hot, loud moan,. Diane Beamer, the realtor, had gotten her commission.He dressed in slacks and a comfortable shirt. He was shopping for an architect, and 'college slacker' wasn't a good look for the process. He'd considered a jacket, but it was summer and there was only so far he'd go for a meeting where he was the client. On the good side of the ledger, there were a surprising number or architects in the area. Perhaps it was proximity to the university that drew them to Levall? He didn't know.Two hours later,. I pumped my own butt faster and faster until I began to cum. I came so hard that I bit into my hand hard enough to leave red marks. I spent the morning masturbating with my new toys. Even when I wasn't actively masturbating, I was absently feeling up my tits. At one or so in the afternoon, I took a shower to wash the morning's sweat and pussy juice away. I could see from my reflection in the mirror that at least my tits hadn't grown any more. I fingered myself twice in the shower, and then.