She giggled as she peed, finding the whole situation suddenly hilarious. The manager watched her, leaning on the door and folding his arms. Mel though... the front of his trousers looked different, a slight bulge appeared to be visible there. Mel was so glad she was finally peeing, she found she didn’t really mind him watching. She felt strangely triumphant, as if she’d overcome a phobia long held. At last the flow of pee stopped and she was able to dab at herself with a tissue. “’Would you. "Take them off and try again." Ugh......no way its cold and wet out here. I got a new pair of hose on." She complains "Hands on your head spread your leggs." She asumes the pose and he frisks her. As he squeezes her big 40 double D's."Don't you suppose to get a female officer to do this?" She will at the station." He proceeds with his search going under her trench coat fealing over her plump ass running his big hand between her leggs squeezing her crotch through her tight jeans. Down her. Again, my mind began racing to the thought of Charlotte slipping out of her work clothes, sticky and smelly, letting them each drop to the floor. I imagined her looking at her thick voluptuous body, lightly sweaty from the summer heat. I imagined her turning to the side, looking at her profile. Her long body, sagging breasts, hanging belly, her creamy jiggling thighs, all wrapped up with her round butt. Slowly caressing herself before hopping into the shower and making it all wet and--Before I. She was wearing chudidhar, i slowly removed it now she was in her bra. i massaged both boobs along with a kiss in her lips. she slowly started moaning. i removed that too. nw she was topless and i asked shall i remove her under dresses. she slowly nodded. and i removed he pant. she stopped . and asked me to remove mine first.I told i remove yours and you remove mine. we finished removing each others. and we hugged. oh my god it was an awesome feeling. i hugged her tightly and kissed her. I went.