"Hi, Doris," Michelle said. "My friend. Amy." Nice to meet you, Amy. This is Pat and Phil." I looked at the two brunettes -- one strikingly pretty and...petite, the other not nearly so pretty or well dressed. Both smiled prettily at us and stepped forward.There was a flurry of greetings before they led the way into the living room and fell into chairs. The black haired girl sat in one of the stuffed chairs with her legs spread and flopped her head back on the back of it."How was work?" someone. And I'm sure it'll fit you."She held it up to me, and I stepped back, slightlyembarrassed. "You need to try it on, I guess." "I'm sure we're not allowed to." "So we'll ask." "No!" But it was too late. She had already stoppedthe greeter from before and had asked thequestion. "Yes, the dressing room is over there." Shepointed to an open door. "There are severaldressing rooms in there. Just choose one, and yellif you need anything. We ask that our customersleave on their underwear when trying on. ”Then she placed my oily hand on Ben’s erection and his on mine, something neither of us expected, though we both lived for the moment and wrapped our hand around each other’s erection. Both of us were enjoying the frisson we had created with our ladies watching on. “That is a turn on for me baby, a huge fucking turn on, with your hand wrapped around Ben’s thick cock,” Julie told me in an agitated voice.“Wow, that really is something,” Irena said as Ben used his other hand to tickle my balls. "They smell sexy." Hold on to them for me until I am finished here," I said. Then I lifted my skirt and sat on the toilet to relieve myself. When I finished peeing I told Brenda to wipe my pussy for me. Brenda hesitated again trying to decide what to do."Hurry up, Brenda, we don't have all night," I said.Brenda took a handful of toilet paper and reached down between my legs and started patting my pussy. I was so worked up by that point that the touch of the toilet paper against my mound was.