I hear another male voice, and the two of you start talking. I slowly get up and walk to the bathroom. I’m still wearing the clamps, and the chain s...ings slightly with my movements. I think about taking them off, but I don’t dare. You put them on me, and you will take them off when you feel like it. My muscles are sore from being held suspended so long, and a nice hot shower is calling me. I leave the door open as I turn the shower on; closing my eyes, I relax beneath the hot spray. The hot. I helped her up and held her arm as we walked down the hall to the rest rooms. I said make sure you get that back in place when you are done. She smiled and said OK....I gave her a few seconds to get in the rest room good and pressed number three again. I heard a laugh come from inside. I waited for her to come out. As soon as she did I asked if she was in position? She said yes and that her panties where soaked when she pulled them down. Well I bet you dried yourself real good didn't you? She. "The girls casually walked through the mall and in and out of various shops looking for the right male salesman. From the entranceway of Carlisle Furniture they noticed a salesman inside wearing a shirt and tie. Balding, a small potbelly and an order pad in his right hand made him the perfect target for a little exposure. The store was crammed full of furniture. The living room ensembles were on the right as they entered with bedroom sets behind them. On the left were dining rooms, the. He could see that I was examining his wet, naked body, especially staring at his large cock, hanging down between his legs. "Move over, dad," I said softly and stepped in with him without giving him time to object. Surprisingly, my father said nothing and did not even appear at all shocked at my sudden intrusion. He didn't cover himself or turn away to preserve his modesty. There seemed to be a look of joy on his face. I was right there brushing up against him, already drenched by the warm.