Before I could even get words out of my mouth he was already behind me pushing my long blond hair out of the way, exposing the back of my neck for his...mouth. He was kissing and sucking on my neck as I felt his hands slowly slide around to squeeze my breast. I ask him what the HELL he was doing. He laughed and told me he wanted to help me realize my fantasy. I told him this wasn't what I had in mind as he continued kissing my neck. His hands were moving over my body. I started to protest when he. Then she brought a sexy red crotch less cat suit and led me to a changing booth in the back of the store, leaving a younger sales clerk at the counter.When we were behind the closed door Odette begged me to strip and after I was naked, she proceeded to measure me very thoroughly with a tape.She smiled with every touch of our bodies. She took every opportunity to feel my boobs and nipples as she helped me try on the red cat suit.Of course all her manipulations of my tits had my pussy dripping. It was dozens of times! I stroked downwards again, feeling his prick pulse and throb in my loose fist. I gazed at his flat belly and the thin line of sand-coloured hair that stretched from his navel to a thick mass of pubic hair round the base of this magnificent weapon I now had complete control over. I released his balls from my left hand to give my own aching cock a few strokes as it was evident Paul wasn't particularly interested in reciprocating. I looked back at his face and his eyes. “Damn right it make sense! – If they put the condoms over a guy’s dick, it will be easier to grade the girls on how well they suck cock. I mean, even if the guy starts blowing a mean load, the girl could just keep on sucking since all of the jizz is going to squirt in the condom, not in her mouth.” I said. “Exactly!” I replied.I was feeling more hopeful now because of how Bob had used the word “person” instead of “girl” when he referred to whoever was doing the sucking. That was a bold move on.