Je lui dis que non, que tout le monde avaitle droit d'avoir les hobbys qu'ils souhaitaient mais tr?s curieux surce concept particulier je lui demanda...is en quoi ma candidature avait unlien avec ce concept. Il me r?pondit qu'il s?lectionnait des serveursqui n'avaient pas un profil trop charpent? car ils demandaient ? cesserveurs de se travestir l?g?rement ?galement pour mettre en confianceles clients. Il me dit que le travestissement n'?tait que partiel etconsistait simplement ? porter une jupe. I sat up and moved down so that I was straddling his legs and I covered that fantastic dick with slippery lotion. Going up and down the shaft over and over. It felt so good in my hand I almost just wanted to wank him off again, but that tickle in my ass.... I wanted to feel him fuck me.I reached back behind myself and liberally lubed my ass. Pushing my own finger into myself. Then, thinking it might be a good idea, I went in with two fingers and finally three. "I'm fingering my ass, George.. Did you take care of your hard-on?” asked Hope and they both giggled.“What? Oh, shit, you saw that?”“Yeah, it was kind of hard to miss,” said Peached and downed two pills followed by coffee.“Sorry, it sometimes happens, you know.”Hope smiled at me. “It’s okay, I know men get morning wood, but you were in the kitchen, not in bed?”I knew I was blushing. They were dressed in their panties and T-shirts. Neither were using a bra, and their nipples were clearly visible against the fabric.“Of, fuck. The only thing really slutty about it was her exposed pussy beneath it that no one had seen. Yet.Mike’s shift didn’t start until noon, so Emma went about her regular business. In the stock room, she loaded a bunch of cases of canned dog food onto a dolly. Roger, the general manager, had asked her to build up a display out front in a pyramid.She was bending over to pickup the last case when she heard “Holy Fuck!” from behind her.She darted straight up to see Liz, covering her mouth in.