It was only then did Jan turn around and smiled. I thought I had seen you following me, I am going to try these items on, are you coming??I didn’t n...ed telling twice, Jan went into one cubicle and I went in to the one opposite. I left my curtain slightly as did Jan, so we could see each other… I stripped off my jeans to try on the pair I had quickly grabbed, my cock was hard and I started to play with it…I saw Jan turn and bend over slightly, lifting her dress and lifting it over her ass.. The scurrier. He plops down into a chair. I look at him. He is wearing two things. A towel around his waist, and a collar around his neck. Great. The third guy at this table with a collar on. Because Stevie, or whatever his name is, is also wearing a collar. The collar gang. The new guy looks totally messed up. Drug messed up. He wasnt messed up when he walked across the street. When he scurried across the street. Whos the newbie? he slurs to Stevie Leather Pants. This is Dave. Dave, this is. So I turned her around, pushed her against the wall opposite us and pulled down her hot pants. Her tight wet pussy, dripping wet pushed towards my face. This was the first time I had been offered a pussy to eat, so I devoured it greedily. I sucked and licked and kissed and stroked that pussy with my tongue until her legs buckled as she came. She begged me to put myself inside her. She wanted me to be slow and gentle, my cock was 'too big' so she warned me to be soft, slow and gentle. Beginning. Her waist line was certainly a bit larger than she would like and her thighs and buttocks not as firm as they once were and her breasts no longer rode as high as when she was younger. But on the plus side, those breasts still held their own, not sagging badly as many would be on other women her age. And her overall figure was still curvaceous enough to attract attention as had happened last month at that bookstore when a man had actually propositioned her right there among the stacks. Unlike.