She would have liked to have known a brand for future purchases, but there was none, other than a small indentation indicating the crafter's mark, she...believed. Which meant that this was custom.The hose and garters also fit perfectly, with no adjustment needed. She would have guessed some strap adjustments would be necessary, but not in this case. The box had also contained a note, indicating that the delivered clothes were to be her only attire for the evening. Her first cursory look had. Fijian boys don’t care how they get pussy. One goes up to Mitch and puts his cock in her mouth and the other comes over to me and I willingly suck on his huge cock, I gagged a bit till he got the rhythm. Soon Mitch was pulling her boys cock into her wet pussy and pulling my cock to her arse, while my boys cock was still in my mouth. Mitch was yelling by now with all the multiple orgasms she was having I blew my load up her arse then her boy blew his load up her pussy, I gagged as my boy blew. On the first floor of this building alone there were dozens of vendors, at least, each with a showcase or two, a worktable, and a huge massive safe. I was looking for a particular vendor, one I had used many times when I had Rosalind—a member of her family.I saw him about two-thirds of the way back on the left side. “John, how are you,” he almost screamed. He came around the counter and hugged me, lifting me off the floor in his exuberance.“Good, Moshe…good. How are you, my old friend?”“How. Quickly she laid down on the blanket and removed her shoes and jeans."Come on...” she said cheerfully, gesturing with her hand she wanted him to come closer. “Between my legs... Yes... That’s it...” Her hand started to shiver as she reached down to take a hold of his cock, which, not surprisingly, rock hard, really hard, and she could feel it throbbing when she finally was able to put it between her fingers, helping it find it’s way to her hairy cunt. “There...” she said, placing both her hands.