I know that I had seen him in the shop before. He usually bought a couple of items and didn’t have much to say. Some time passed as he looked around...at the lingerie displays. I decided to go check on him. Walking up, I smiled, and asked, “shopping for your wife again?” He looked at me, running his eyes up and down me, but I didn’t mind.“Well, yes, but maybe I could use some help. Nothing seems to be working.” I looked at him and allowed him to continue. “My wife just doesn’t seem to be. And thank you for being so kind to Paul and treating him as an individual. Most people don't see that he is, but you did right off. I know he is aware of your consideration too." Sally came into his arms with a hug. "Now I have to get ready for work. We will be ready to go when you get here tomorrow afternoon." Sally was still standing there watching him as he pulled away.Sally's co-workers were waiting for her when she entered an hour later at the store. Curious, they wanted to know all about. Time passed until Cat noticed the time on the clock and turned off the machines and got off Trina. She looked down at Trina, seeing her broken. Her eyes were glazed over. Her tits were bruised heavily. Cat just smiled. She broke Trina Vega. Something that no one had ever been able to do before.Cat's eyes wandered down Trina's thick body, working their way to her soaking pussy. Cat smiled as she knew that most of that was her own. She took the machine out of Trina and began to lick her wet cunt,. ”“Mistress’s loves your cum!” purred Zanyia.My sister shivered, humping against the lamia’s licking mouth, savoring that rough tongue sliding on her delicate flesh.I groaned, watching my lamia slave feasted, her ears twitching, thrust out of her tawny hair. Zanyia’s purrs rumbled out of her throat. She pressed her face tighter against my sisters snatch. Kora bucked, her breasts jiggling, the pendant sliding between them.I grasped my sister’s left breast, my thumb stroking across her tattoo,.