S: Nicol?s? Is that you?N: Oh... Hi... you are the lady from the other day.S: Yes, my name is Susan, are you alone?N: Ehmm... Yes, mom is out on a bus...iness trip.S: Ok, i can see you already picked some things, want to try them on?N: Not really...S: Come on! Lets see how they fit you.Susan didn?t wait for my answer and led me to an empty dressing room.S: Come on, go in and try those on.I did just that and was checking myself out on the mirrors when Susansaid:S: Are you done? Come out so I can. Her movements weren’t unnoticed by my loins as well.During her performance, she went to every booth to get them excited and at one point she passed by a water dispenser and made her hands wet en stroked her wet hands over her breasts through her shirt.Celia was really getting into it and moved her hands down, while her pants were still on, she outlined her pussy with her hands, her eyes closed and people started softly cheering and encouraging her to continue.Suddenly a growing wet spot showed. She obviously needed to think and had cleverly bought time. Pippin was tethered more securely, given a bag of hay, a bucket of water and patted on the rump. She smiled at Jon and glanced, tilting her head towards the barn. He took the hint and they walked in silence, but somewhat shiftily – all the way checking round them to see if anyone was around. They went into the shady timber edifice that was so familiar to her. She led the way, holding his big mitt of a hand until she climbed a ladder.. I can feel his tongue traveling up, feel him change pace to calm me down and take more. Crying out his name, almost finishing, he stops, puts his hands on my ass, tells me to turn around. As I turn around, he stands up and in one swift move lifts me onto the kitchen counter, wrapping my legs around his waist. Putting his fingers in my mouth, he pulls himself out of his pants, slipping himself inside, groaning aloud at the tightness he has encountered. Wet, slick, slippery, still very tight. He.