Called me a pig. And then said this is my pleasure not yours.Then she straddled my waist and I watched as she grabbed hold of my now hard cock and I w...tched as she pressed it against her pussy and slowly pushed it inside her.At first she was gentle. Rocking up and down, back and forth. But then I could tell she was nearing another orgasm. She titled her head back and thrust her chest forward. I watched as she pinched both her nipples as she speeded up the rocking on my cock. She let out a. ? The strap-on wasattached to what looked like a black thong yet there was a cord draping outfrom the side of it that didn?t escape Joe?s notice.?What the hell is this?? he said following the cord down towhere it ended in an oblong box with a set of controls.? He flipped a switch and Paulette jumped as avibrating noise could be heard from her crotch.?Oh I see what it is that you Lesbos do, you have a vibratorin here so your girlfriend can get off as she is pounding your cunt.? Fucking. Her clean undergarments were there too, neatly folded, as I’d left them. I picked up the corset…where was Miss Scarlet and what exactly was she wearing? It was while I was contemplating Miss Scarlet’s attire that my problems began. It all happened so fast - footsteps, girlish giggles, a door creaking on its hinges. The gas lamps flickered as two bodies swept into the dressing room, tangled together in a passionate embrace. I should have stepped out from behind that screen. I should have. " He said. I could definitely see him checking me out. This was going to be easier than I thought. "You think I'm going to give that info out to some stranger on a park bench?" I said with a joking tone in my voice. He leaned into me. "What if I'm not some stranger?" He said. He placed his hand on my thigh, gauging my reaction. "I can see you're gagging for it." He whispered and he went higher towards my pussy. He was rewarded with my wetness. "Someone's a naughty girl and forgotten her.