I scouted an adult shop on the other side of town and found they had booths and the prerequisite holes in the walls and we were set.She was nervous as... she walked around the store (I came in separately, so guys wouldn't know she wasn't alone.) It was a big store and probably eight-ten guys roaming the isles. Sherry was dressed normally, if not just a little sexy, wearing half t-shirt (showing off her amazing stomach), faded and torn jeans shorts, and some cowboy boots. She drew attention pretty. ‘Really? MMM…like what??’ she whispered, getting up and locking her office door before coming over to the couch and sitting next to me on it as I placed one of my hands on her bare thigh, starting to press my luck. ‘Any kind of position you can think of baby…’ I whispered in her ear as my hand crawled its way up her leg, Ashley doing nothing to stop it despite her wedding ring shining in the light of the room and reminding both of us that she was supposed to be off-limits. ‘Tell…me…more…’ she. I was f******n and really into sex as a voyeur, like most f******n year old girls, our bodies were awash with sex hormones, making out tits bigger and pussy's hairier, and cocks desirable, it was we talked about and asked men to show us, have a wank, and let us see them cumming, while we showed our naked bodies in an act of symbiosis, one feeding off the other.I showed her the video clip of the blond French lady, but she said she had it also, most girls did. We went upstairs and she called her. He watched her as she waited patiently, hands at her sides, the slim curves of her body on display in the finest detail under the intense light. Even so, the black dress clung to her body in ways that would have made her unrecognizable to him from the back, had she not just left her place beside him minutes ago. The door opened. She took a step forward. His arms encircled her, one at the waist, the other moving up her back until his fingers dug into chestnut curls, pulling her closer. She.