”Ramon handed the two men thick envelopes which they took greedily, already tearing them open before the door was even closed behind them.“Now, st...nd up.” Sebastian barked, “Let’s have a look at what we have been brought.” The girls got to their feet, their arms still bound behind them. Sebastian walked around them, examining them closely. Stopping in front of Carol, he looked at the terrified blond girls gorgeous breasts.“They are nice. Are they real? I HATE fake tits.” He spat. All she could. I was wearing my loose down-blouse sweater, my demi-bra and jean skirt with thong underwear. Hubby ordered me to take off my bra while he parked the car.This place had the usual thrift store smell. The only person there was an older guy (late 50's) working the counter. We walked around the store and ended up in the clothing area. Hubby found a see through blouse and showed it to me. I knew the plan. I asked the clerk where the fitting room was. He laughed and told me there wasn't a fitting. I somehow entered my tongue and started to and fro motion. Then I slowly entered my middle finger into her pussy and started stroking it. She started moaning loudly. As it was a society , I dint want neighbors to hear these moans, so I took her panty and tucked in her mouth. Then I started stroking her pussy with 2 and later on with 3 fingers.Now she was quite comfortable. Then I took my 7 inch cock and tried to enter it in her cunt. But her pussy was still very tight. So I took some olive oil. True to their word, they were up by 6:00 and gone by 6:30 without even a goodbye. After breakfast, I made up their room. On the headboard of the bed, under a burnt down taper and a glass jar candle, I found a note that read: “Thanks for your advice, Laura. Here’s hoping the relationship you complicated will endure with your suggestions. Sorry for the mess we made of the sheet but it seems to flake off easy and I’m sure it’ll all wash out. After seeing that movie, we couldn’t wait a minute.