Our moans form a chorus together as we move slowly against the other. I look down at her, breathing in the sight of her; her eyes closed, lips parted ...lightly as she breathes heavily and a moan or whimper escapes from deep in her throat every so often.She must have noticed that I was watching her, as her eyes open slowly and look back up into mine. One hand on my waist to push up into my heated sex as the other ghosts gently over my face, caressing my skin. She lays soft kisses all over my. .. "Are we getting high?" she asked. I smiled. "Yeah." She smiled. She picked up her phone and turned away. Her thong and red bottoms of her heels taunted me. My hands found her hips and I ground my now hard cock against her ass. "You want more than one guy?" She glanced over her shoulder at me, her mouth open but smiling. "Yeah." Now I was hard. I reached around and felt her pussy... her satin panties were almost dripping they were so wet. I could smell her sex. "It will be a minute..." she. It's about more than that. Sometimes your expectations are met, sometimes they're missed. Sometimes you are in control and sometimes you're controlled.In the end, isn't it all about pleasure? How much pleasure do you get in a day? Me? I prefer as much as possible, all I can get.That's why I'm a pet. I don't know if that first experience in the back of Jake's Oldsmobile has anything to do with it, maybe it doesn't, but I like to think it does. I like to think it was the first step, the catalyst. After he had done that, he then walked over and stood next to me as I finished things up with the woman. He waited for a moment until she'd left the store."Miss Jackson? I'm going to send someone down to relieve you, as soon as they do, would you please see me in my office?" He asked.All I could do was nod my head, doing so even as my two horny, "just fired me," customers meekly walked out, leaving all the now discarded merchandise behind there in the dressing room. They quickly left by the.