Frankly I love the idea of her in mine. Helen reached down and felt the lump in my pants. I could not believe it when she opened the fly with one hand...and pulled my cock out without any trouble. She then took out her other two pair of ovals, wrapped their beaded chains around it and with her long fingers with red nail polish holding her glasses to my cock, and she began to jerk me off. "I knew you had a thing for my glasses a long time ago, Gus. I thought they might be a fetish item." She said. His cock stretched her and she was filled with joy. His voice rumbled as he felt the tight sheath surround him, so wet, so ready to take his all. His hands went to her buttocks and raised her only to fill her time and time again. His voice grunting for endless minutes as the crowd cheered baring witness to the reverie of the virgin now made womanly. She acted the part of a slut who had never been tried, which until that moment she hadn’t. She took his cock deeper, his member stole into her womb. ‘Hello, how can I help you?’ Christy turned around to see a buxom girl just shorter than herself perhaps coming up to 5’4”The sales girl looked like an extra from an elven flick. Her outfit was tight and, while revealing no skin, left nothing to the imagination. Her short skirt revealed her long stockings in forest blues and greens. The girl even had a set of elfin ears poking out of her brilliant golden hair. As Christy appraised the girl she was almost jealous of the Sales-elf girl’s charms. . Spoken clearly and with authority as an instruction, but carrying underlying layers of tension, lust and need. “Don’t stop”. I resume my strokes. Long and firm. Squeezing and gripping. I stare into her eyes, now dark with longing. Her mouth is open and she is gasping for each breath, sucking in irregular gulps of air, her wrist a blur. And suddenly, I notice, so is mine. My embarrassment has quickly given way to extreme and urgent arousal. Back and forth, SO hard. She is watching me masturbate.