I watched as she closed the door behind her.Time went by and she didn't come out. 10 minutes. 20 minutes.I thought I'd better go check if she was OK.I...got out of my car and went over to the bathroom.I knocked on the door. "Um.... hi, are you OK in there?" Yeah I'm fine" she said. Sounding a little surprised.Then I noticed that the door wasn't closed properly.I looked through the crack and I could see her sitting on the toilet, playing with her pussy.She rubbed her pussy lips, spreading them. Er blickte auf seine Beine und F??e, ihmfiel sofort auf, dass sie ihm die schwarze Strumpfhose ausgezogenhatten, stattdessen trug er jetzt eine normale braune. Auch die Pumpswaren anders, oben am Fu?gelenk mit einem B?ndchen versehen. Er drehteseinen Fu? und: das gab's doch nicht! Ein kleines Vorh?ngeschloss! DiesePumps konnte er wohl kaum ausziehen.Er drehte seinen Kopf und merkte, dass er ein Stoffband um seinen Halstrug. Vorsichtig versuchte er aufzustehen.Pl?tzlich ging die T?r auf, er. Even on days when the weather was shitty she would carry them in a bag, change into them, pay all day, change back out of them, place them in her bag and off she went home with them. Jill wore those cap toe ballet flats dam near everyday for about a year and they looked amazing, I literally would hang out and watch to see if she left them behind but… 99% of the time… nope… Until… I’ll never forget this… we had a volunteer day and I guess Jill volunteered (I didn’t)… she wheels in with her cap. I went straight to the bathroom to jerk off, of course, as I did almost every time I got to see her partially undressed. One time, I was standing in the kitchen when she walked up behind me and wrapped her arms around me to hug me, not unusual for frequent hugs and kisses. This time, she was in her robe and I could feel her breasts press into me with no bra on and only the thin robe between us as I wasn’t wearing a shirt. Her hands roamed over my chest and down my stomach and I was sure they.