I could see people on the street pass by while I tried semi-successfully to close the curtain. I tried on some shirts and noticed that she had taken t... folding clothes on the table just outside of the dressing room, so when she looked up as she spoke to me, she could see into my room and see at least half of me. I went in and out a couple of times trying on shirts and summer sweaters and asking her opinion. She was helpful and complimentary. She asked me if I wanted to try on any pants, shorts,. Her shirt rose higher, the soft curves of her thighs leading to a perfect view of her moist lips. He groaned then, letting the door shut slowly as she stood up, turning to look at him. A seductive smile spread across her lips, her eyes alive with lust. Shawn reached behind him, fingers turning the lock slowly as his eyes drank in her ample chest. She crossed the room, kissing him passionately as her fingers started rubbing against his growing erection. She bit softly at his lower lip before. He let go of my nipple. The taste was disgusting. My stomach began to churn. He finally pulled his hand away. "Sit down and eat." We ate in silence but I could feel him staring at me all the time. When we finished I cleared the table.A few minutes later he called me. "I have some desert for you." He unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to the ground. "On your knee, slut and get yourself a mouth full of cum." No, you're not going to cum in my mouth." He moved quickly, springing up from his. ”“Yes, Sir.”“Do you enjoy it?” The metal pressed into the sensitive nub. She gasped. It hurt a little, then started to tighten.She moaned, “Yes, Sir.”“More than when I spank you?” Another twist tighter.“Yes, Sir.” It felt very revealing to say that.“And do you like it when they’re sore, and you feel every movement inside your shirt?”“Very much, Sir.”“Do you like it more than when I spank that naughty clit with the ruler?”She had to think about that. Both were so wicked, so bad. “Maybe a tiny.