Elizabeth disrobed and tossed the long, brown garment over the side ofa stall. "Remove your clothes" she instructed curtly.Joseph set to the task, rem...ving his hat and cloak and finding a placeto hang them. The rest of his clothes joined them as Elizabeth struttedto his side and watched him get naked in the eerie light. Her smile wasdevious.She grasped her cock and began stroking the giant hose of flesh up anddown lewdly. "You want this, don't you Joseph?" Y-Yes..." he admitted, cursing himself. “Eat it, baby. Eat it. Right there. Right THERE.” She humped into his mouth, the jeweled nub of the butt plug pushing against the bridge of his nose. He grabbed it and slowly pulled it out as he eagerly lapped up the wet fleshy nub. She cringed. “OH FUCK!”The butt plug escaped her ass with a pop. She could feel his breath on her open asshole. Then his wet tongue. She bucked her hips back into his face. He slurped. He sucked. Feeding on her fuck holes. Juices streamed down her thighs. Her moans. Lyon. “I know it’s not the slutty, flimsy—”“You two love each other!” I hissed. “So stopp bickering.”“Oh, god, I’m so sorry,” Mrs. Solomon said. “Alesha, I didn’t mean to disparage you. I think your bra is cute.”“You do?” Ms. Lyon asked, staring down. “It’s not a little much? I was kinda worried when I bought it.”I blinked at how they changed. Then smiled.“No, honey, it’s perfect.” Mrs. Solomon stepped closer, her arms going around Ms. Lyon’s neck. “Just like you’re perfect.”They kissed.“What?”. I watched her reflection in the mirrors as she walked over. She smiled as she told me her name and started making small talk as she began to help me. I fidgeted as she tried to adjust the straps, feeling a strange woman touching me. She told me to stand still and let her do the adjustments, and she smiled as I obeyed.Jenny complimented me on my selections and told me how sexy I looked. She asked if I was buying these for my husband or boyfriend and when I replied for a friend, she gave me a.