I went back in to the change room and picked up the next outfit which was a short tight fishnet style dress that was intended be a bathing suit cover-...up. From being almost naked out in the store in front of these guys was causing that's familiar churn in my lower stomach and heat in my pussy, so I removed the bathing suit and slipped on the mesh dress. I looked in the mirror and could see that my tits and pussy were clearly visible, making my nipples hard and almost sticking through the mesh. John has his gun on his hip and the two Secret Service agents both have their firearms on their hips as well. The four of us ride the elevator down to the second floor,When we step off the elevator, we head to the crossover and walk into the parking garage. Fred is easily accessible. John and I open the back door and get in. One of the Secret Service Agents also gets in the back with us. The other agent sits upfront with Fred. “Hey Fred, do you have your gun with you?” I ask.“Of course, sir,. “Right, hard, for eight. Count for me.” She pinched her nipple between her finger and thumb, rolling. Chloe counted out loud. “Now, the left for eight. We don’t want to neglect one for the other, do we?” He resonated in her mind. Moaning, she shook her head, “No.” She counted down. She knew she was alone but he would expect it. He would have demanded to hear the count. Reaching up, Chloe slid two fingers into her mouth. Her mouth sucked as she drew them back, a very thin thread-like string. I soon got her top off and had her half naked. As we kissed, I took one huge, hard breast in my hand and stroked it as lightly as I could, paying special attention to the sides. Women like that. I’ve dis- covered in my years of tit play. Then I leaned in and used my mouth to worship at the altar of her nipples. Maleeka moaned from my sucking. Her responsiveness to my nursing made me feel good because she was so attractive that she’d probably had all sorts.