I won’t peek unless you ask me to.’ That almost-sad smile again–why is that there? ‘I’m so sorry, I should’ve spoken first…’ She steps...close, puts the towel in my hands and her face near enough to mine that I can smell the cannibas and cloves on her skin. ‘It’s alright.’ Her eyes catch mine–hold them, let them go–and I walk further into the rabbit hole this tiny wee flat is becoming, towel clutched like a talisman. Lightning flashes. What in hell am I doing here? )O( ‘I’m noticing a theme,’ she. I was wanking my cock furiously as you let the first piss gush out and onto my face, I opened my mouth so the warm piss gushed in and flooded into me and down my throat, I swallowd har so as not to spill any, it was wonderful and sweet, I shot my spunk up into the air and it splattered down on to my belly as you continued to piss your golden wet onto my cock, it helped flush the spunk out as the hard stream flooded over my cock. You kept some piss in for later and lay down besides me so I. "That is a fine view," he said in a gruff voice. "Did you see the panties?" "I saw that they were wet. Come sit in my lap, little girl." I didn't sit in his lap; I sat on the arm of his huge, velvet chair. We hadn't had a customer in over three hours but we were still right in the middle of the mall. We had an enormous display behind us in cardboard and Styrofoam: Santa's Workshop and an oversized model train running in a loop. It wasn't like we were low profile. Nonetheless, I couldn't deny. "Um, maybe Karen and I should just stay like this and leave our panties on," she said smiling at me as I stood there just about as hard as I'd ever been in my life. I so wanted to put my hands down to cover my raging erection but knew that was just such a lame thing to do."Oh, take 'em off, girls," Jack said and they both pulled their panties to the floor and kicked them away.Karen was really beautiful without her clothes, her breasts were medium-sized, round and full, straight out and tipped.