She had wore a skirt and a small top. I said that I have to buy some vests and briefs. She said “ ok”. Then we went to showroom. There at the show...oom was only a single salesgirl.Showroom was also empty as there was no other customer except us perhaps it was afternoon.That salesgirl name was Tia as she had pinned her name tag on her official uniform or the dress code. Tia Arora was her full name. She was very charming and I am sure not a single man’s cock will remain dull and soft after having. "Right."Two minutes later, Marisol asked him, "What is wrong with Nana?"Javier replied, "This isn't about whether Nana is desirable -- it's about who is the man and who is not. Nana knows what she must do."Three female heads rotated to Nana. "He is right. I am the matriarch -- but I am NOT the patriarch. Marcus and I are engaged in a battle of wills."That got ME everyone's attention. "You don't REALLY think I find Nana undesirable, do you? When she comes to me, this will all be settled." Or. " Sorry?" I asked knowing full well what she wanted."Where do I pee?" she laughed, and the laugh turned to a squeal of mock horror when I said. "Anywhere you like as long as I can watch and it's away from the spring." Do you mean that?" Yes." but I shifted uncomfortably under her gaze."Come on then show me where."I lead her to where a rock fall had left a deep fissure in the hillside and told her that I'd used it before.She decided it would be better to remove her pants, to which of course I. Making my way to you, I straddle your legs. My crotch is just inches from your face. My nipples are so hard they almost hurt.I sway back and forth, flipping open the front of my jeans. I reveal first one side and cover it, then other other and cover it again. I press my jeans-covered crotch against your face and run my fingers through your hair. I press you to me and grind against your pretty face a little.Swaying in time, I back slowly away and turn around. I begin to lower my jeans,.