I had never felt a pussy as wonderful as hers. I became so overtaken by the sheer pleasure of her pussy that my cock started to pulsate from a need to...come. Not wanting to come to soon I withdrew my cock to allow the pulsating to stop. However, The pleasure that Ellen's pussy had given me in the brief moment of entering did cause a small amount of my cum to leak out of my cock. Ellen asked me why I pulled out and I told her that I did not want to come to soon so I was letting my cock calm. As I opened the bathroom door, wearing only my underwear, I saw Janie standing outside the shower, drying herself with an over-sized white towel. I froze again, just looking at her. She hadn't gotten very far drying off and her body was still wet, though most of it, at least the parts I hadn't yet seen, where behind the towel. She was looking back at me without expression at first, but then that same smile spread across her face. Then she did something very simple, but also very shocking. She. When both hands reached under the dress, I realized he had another objective.“The waiter will be back soon,” I protested as he hooked his fingers in the front of the thong panties and pulled. I thought he might tear the thin strips of fabric so I lifted my ass slightly and allowed the strings to pass under me. In a flash, he had the tiny undergarment down and off my legs.I felt hot from the surprise and risk. He grinned as he retook his seat, sniffing my panties with the same ceremony he had. I was back in the shop all day. Despite those many hours and many dollars spent, she didn't reappear.When I dared leave, I scoured the neighbourhood, trying to find that studio, that storefront. I wondered each time a pair of eyes met mine, if I was recognizable. Were they saying to themselves, "there goes the freak I saw in panties and fake tits, stretched out in a store window"?But I never found recognition, and I never found that window.Months later, with my tan lines all but gone, all I had.