I was instantly turned on by him and had a hard time remaining calm. The hair sprouting from his chest in the open v of his unbuttoned polo shirt and ...is hairy legs visible from below his jean shorts gave him an almost simian quality. I couldn’t help myself from fantasizing about what he looked like totally naked. In addition, being a lover of sweaty guys, the large damp patches under his arms almost had me salivating.As we discussed my lighting requirements I got the distinct impression that. "Baby, you know I know nothing about cars, explain it to me, I'm all ears." With one finger she slid her panties to the side. Still on my knees, I opened her legs wide enough to let me get between them. I looked up at her and lowered my head between her legs. While looking each other in the eyes, I slid my tongue between her pussy lips. I began to snake my tongue around up to her clit. I closed my lips around it as her pussy lips covered my lips. If Mike only knew, I was the one eating his. Then she insisted that I put on a crotch shield before trying on some other panties she had selected for me. I took off the red catsuit and Odette helped me roll down the brand new panties; adjusting the crotch shield. She used her finger to stuff the shield between my labia and tightly against my asshole, before helping me try on three different sizes of panties. She managed to rub her hands all over my butt and vulva. I even managed to have an orgasm from her touch; trying to muffle my moans,. “I ... I ... Can’t ... Please ... I ... I just ... Y ... Y ... Yes ... I do ... I deserve to be tickled...” I admitted. “But ... Huuut ... Huuut ... Haaa haaa haaa...” Ms. Connor didn’t let me continue and applied the paint brushes to my belly.Ms. Tonya attacked my pits from behind again with a pair of pointy feathers.“Haaa haaa haaa ... Heee heee heee...” I was a laughing sweaty mess in a matter of seconds. They continued for what seemed like hours, taking turns going over to the rack to pick.