The resulting snowsqualls made vision difficult and slowed her progress. She also kept shifting her bags to improve her balance or reduce the strain. ...assie, still maintaining her distance, wasn't about to stray far, not willing to risk getting isolated in poor conditions. Alice was glad she'd equipped her with leather booties. They were intended to protect Lassie from cuts and contamination exposure, but they also protected her from the cold. Alice was pleased she remained close. The snow. I felt a little horny and frisky and walked out while wearing a very sexy outfit. I asked the black guy what he thought. He looked slightly shocked at first, but he had kind of a cheeky grin when he just announced he was going to close up soon. I really did not hear his words and insisted about his opinion. He said of course I would be delighted if my women wear that outfit. I went back inside the changing room and heard the black man saying again he was closing up. I changed to another sexy. I kept him deep In my throat and swirled my tongue around and around until he blew a giant, tasty load right down my throat. He let out a loud moan, and said, “thanks a lot! Until next time…” and he was off. I’ve seen him a couple other times around there after then and things pretty much went the same. Then I hadn’t seen him at all. Hope he’s alright. Same day as the old guy, a cute middle-aged man with a BBC came in and sat in the stall next to me. After he looked over and noticed I wasn’t. "But not very exciting." Oh, yes they are," he said."Maybe I'll give you a peek then. They're pink."He froze. I could tell this had just about put him over the edge. What was teasing and flirty had now become real. He stammered something and made some excuse to leave. I sat there fairly amused with myself.Later that day we found ourselves in the supply room. It was out of the way - on the other side of the building from our offices, for some reason. And it required a key. Having gotten busy.