Before you knew it, I had several pairs of pants to try on. I went into a dressing room and he stood just outside the door. There were two other peo...le working, the adult manager and the dark-haired guy, plus a few customers, so the danger of getting caught made it that much more exciting.I tried on the first pair of pants (unhemmed) and stepped out, and he did his routine of checking the waist, the sides and then a quick grab to the crotch. He looked around and no one was watching. Another. Mistress said I needed to remain very still for this part and placed along scarf over my eyes and tied it around the back of the headresteffectively immobilizing my face. I felt my lips being wiped clean (Iguess). Then I heard a buzzing from the machine on the cart and suddenlyfelt small needle pricks on my upper lip. Dam, she must be doing botox orsomething to prettify them. Mistress said they would look darling inbright red now. Sara started on the bottom lip and when I thought she wasdone. She parted her legs and begged for me to fuck her. As I entered her pussy, she grimaced. “Are you OK?” I asked. “Yessss!” she exclaimed. I pushed harder, until our pelvic bones crashed into one another, my massive cock buried deep inside her very tight pussy, which clamped down on me vice-like. I couldn’t hold back. My buttocks tightened and I let loose with a deep and uncontrollable stream of semen, filling her pussy with the white creamy substance. She dug her fingertips into my shoulders,. Can’t you call your husband or the recovery people?” “No, I’m not hanging around here. Come on, come on, and grab that bag over there.” Seemed like I had no choice, and so I picked up the bag on the ground, and she was already halfway to my car. I slowly walked back to my car, and by this time she was already sitting in it. I got into the driver’s seat and she asked, “Did you get the bags from the boot?” I looked at her with despair, “What!” “There are a couple of bags in the boot. Go get.