It was not a massive shop and there were a couple of other guys there apart from the man at the cash desk. I could feel them all looking at me. They d...dn’t know what I was going to ask the guy on the desk to do but I felt as if they knew. I kind of hung around and concentrated on the goods hoping that the other customers would buy something and leave but no such luck. I guess part of the entertainment was seeing what I was going to buy. If I had been my normal self I would have gone out and. Fir agle hi din, humdono waha ki city centre me mile, ab mai kya batao wo kaisi lag rahi thi…ek short skirt aur ek red top mein thi wo. Dil to chah raha thi ki bas far hi doon unhe, ghusa doon land uske mooh mein, lekin mujhe apni haisiyat me bhi rehna tha.Ispe pehle ki hum aage kahin ghumne ki plan banate, waha jor ki barish hone lagi, hum apne aap ko bheegne se bachane k liye, ek shop k bahar khade ho gaye, lekin thand hawa ke karan, hame v thand lag rahi thi, aur unka to thand se ekdum bura. First "onnatop", and then on the sides. Harry picked up some of the hair that had landed on the floor and stuffed it into the farmer's wife's mouth. A funny sight it was, her hairy mouth. Like some extinct a****l species. Tasmanian devil?The farmer ended up with a bald head and he continued with her armpits and then her pubic hair. Harry had to restrain the 'victim' all the time, so she would not get seriously hurt by the razor used on her. The farmer did a good job, as if he had shaven women's. She began to lick, hard and deep, inside of my twat, treating me with her tongue in a way that she must've wanted to get treated herself for a while now, sucking and slurping at my flabby labia and savouring the taste of my muff."Mmmh, and you did take anything from me," I said to Vella, who turned and licked the cock clean that just came on her, while another pushed close to her face, stroking hard as he was about to burst as well. He dumped his load on her nose and chin, where it drooped in.