She put her foot down and said that she would like to try on the other shoe. The clerk repeated his movements and got an even better look at her parti...ally open pussy. Neeta stood and walked back and forth to test the shoes. The clerk stayed on his knees and watched her ass and then pussy, then ass and pussy again as she stepped and turned. As she faced away from him she stopped and bent at the waist to check something on the shoes. The clerk almost fell over when he saw her bare ass and the. "Oh hell, Ann, I'm so sorry. I didn't think it, truly. Don't say anything to Lena will you, I feel so ashamed. Will you forgive me Ann, please. I don't know what to say I... I..." I got up and placed a hand on her scrawny shoulder. "No need for any of that," I said in my most forgiving tone, "These kind of misunderstandings happen all the time in places like this. You just pop back and tell the others and we'll forget about the whole thing, how about that?" Pamela didn't say another word, she. He laid down on the bed, spooning her back. His mask was still in place, now soaked, but covering his face. He just held her, confusing Anna even more. The clock had passed twenty minutes. His hands slowly started rubbing her body, massaging her shoulders, her arms, her back, moving done to her bottom, then down to her legs. She sighed in contentment as her muscles relaxed. She almost didn’t notice when he spread her legs and knelt between them. His hands moved over her stomach, to her. ”She stood up and shooed me out of her room.That afternoon I was taken to a special salon, located on an industrial estate I had not visited before. I was introduced to Phoebe, the attractive owner, and taken by her, with Jennifer into a large ‘treatment’ room.“Now, Peter, first things first. We need to get rid of all that nasty body hair, don’t we?” said Phoebe, “Take off all your clothes, and lie on the treatment table for me. There’s a good boy.”Reluctantly, I stripped in front of the two.