"What the fuck us wrong with you, creep? Keep your fuckin' pawsto yourself and off the lady, or would you rather I call George?" Sorry, Al." You are,...creep, sorry that is."He addressed us, "Do you wanna step over here and tell me how I can helpyou? George, front, customers."He stepped to the end of the counter and motioned for us to follow out ofline.One of the guys yelled out, "Why do they get to cut in line?"The clerk just looked at him and asked, "What are you stupid or something?He turned. ’ I stood and heard that rustle again as she stood too. A small tinkling noise came and then her fingers rolled my left nipple and pulled it and then the fire hit me as she clamped it. As I opened my mouth to gasp her mouth closed over mine. ‘Shhh, Kitty, just a little jewellery.’ The second nipple caught fire then. ‘They look so pretty. I love them on you. You are beautiful. You nipples love the fire, don’t they, Kitty?’ There was a mesmeric quality to her words that made me almost need to. Once in my room with the door closed, I removed all of my clothes and put the knickers on. The feeling of the soft cotton on my prick and balls while I masturbated was something that I had never felt the likes of before. When I shot my load into them it felt like the best climax I had ever had and I was sure at the time that I had produced at least double my normal amount of cum. I took the knickers off, got dressed and hid them in the bottom of my wardrobe.It was on the following Monday that I. "Do you like them?" she asked.I nodded and smiled again. "Can I see them?" I asked.Now it was Carla's turn to nod. I pulled her sweatshirt up and her gigantic boobs fell out into my hand."Why do you like them?" Carla had not had a lot of sexual experiences."Just look at them, Carla." I kneaded her flesh with my hand. "So big and natural. They're beautiful." I moved my head closer and let my tongue slip from between my lips. Carla squeezed my cock as my tongue touched her lower tit."Mmmmm," she.