I walked in and we hugged. She was very friendly and present. We started chatting and she was an absolute delight to talk with, very engaging and upbe...t, very positive. She was new to the business and we discussed different aspects of it, pricing, boundaries, and what we were gong to do. There was actually very little she did offer, but it made no difference, what she did do she was very enthusiastic about. And honestly, her super youthful appearance made up for it. I placed my donation on a. I looked up at my new owner with a pleading look, reached down and spread open my dripping lips."Fuck me," I said softly. "Please, fuck me and make me a woman. I want you."He just grinned lewdly, as he knee-walked his way between my legs, rubbed the head of his cock between my lips several times, then pushed his way in slowly. God, it seemed like it took forever for him to get all of his impressive cock up my tiny twat. But that was good. He took his sweet time, making sure my pussy was. “Haha, sorry sweetie!” mom told me.He carried her to the other side of the room and fucked her standing up. Mom looked almost petite against Mark's muscular frame.“Oh, god, Mark! Yes! Yessssssss!” mom squealed in delight. Her boobs bounced and chain necklace swayed from side to side."You like it, Susan?" Mark smirked."Oh, Marrrk! Barry could... NEVER do this!"Mom saying "Mark" in such a sultry way made my penis ache. I needed to release it from my pants. I momentarily hesitated, then I pulled. I enjoyed working in the store. I must tell you, the simple act of selling shoes didn’t get me enthused, but watching women try them on got me sexually aroused. Back in the sixties, lots of women wore short skirts, and I was big fan of that style! Not only that, but once in a while, a woman would come into the store sans underwear. We also sold men's shoes and I would check out the crotch of their jeans or slacks or shorts. And, yes, lots of guys went commando.Helping women try on shoes is an.