I tried not to encourage them to much but that seemed in itself to become a challenge to their ego's? I don't know but the show went on flipping those...black monsters for my view till one day I had gone back to see if the bathroom needed cleaning while alone in the store. I had just started cleaning when I heard the bell on the front door ring indicating that a customer had entered the store hollered that I would be right there trying to hurry and finish what I had started. There was a knock at. "Sure." I said, "What did you want to do?" Just hang out. You know, get to know each other better, if you know what I mean."I arrived precisely at seven. She met me at the door wearing a tight tee shirt with no bra, and a tight pair of jeans. She told me her parents were at a dinner party and would not be home until late. Taking my coat she pointed to the couch and invited me to sit. Snuggling up next to me, we kissed deeply, our tongues caressing each other until she sucked mine into her. For Ashley, the pleasure was doubled in that it didn't hurt anymore. Keenum grabbed the soft sides of her ass and began to fuck her doggie style. He slammed against her hard, over and over, causing her ass cheeks to shake with every impact. "UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH! UMNH!" Her cries were so loud they could be heard in other apartments in the house. Her tight pussy was pulling his long member back inside it, every time he pulled out. She clenched her entire body as orgasm washed over her, biting her. To use my money on her...on her. Dammit. Why did I ever get into this?? But I trudged along, picking out the finest, a few bra and panty sets that I thought would look quite smart on her, and appeal to my husband as well. A cami, a bustier, plenty of stockings, a garter set...I spent all the money I had earned from my business start-up. On her. On her. My mind raced, thinking of her wearing each and every item, worn to entice my husband, to turn him on. Perhaps she will wear some of them for a.