"And, like Gloria said, just before closing the reporter, a woman, andphotographer, a man, walked into the store. I was at the front cashregister, so...they stopped and asked for Gloria. I said, "She was justhere. Wait a minute and I'll find her."As I walked away, I saw the photographer and the reporter look at eachother, and then at me. I found Gloria and we walked back to the front ofthe store together. As we walked up to them, the reporter looked at meand asked, "Are you're a guy?"I. Follow me and see your dress. You can try it on, but we will take your measurements and have it ready for you to take home tomorrow." "Oh, thank you." She followed the woman to the back of the store where she pulled out a box and opened it. The dress was beautiful. She stepped into the dressing room to try it on. It was incredibly comfortable. There were two layers of lace, the first ivory, the second a metallic gray. It had a scalloped V neck and slits up either side that ran to mid-thigh. The. As he watched, her tongue darted out and she licked the rain from her lips, which then tilted up into a smile. ‘Enjoying yourself?’ Tom shook his head, flinging water in all directions. ‘Oh yes. I wish it was a little warmer though.’ Karen laughed once more. ‘Come here.’ Tom opened his arms. Karen took the few steps that separated them, and as Tom’s arms enfolded her his mouth moved to hers. They kissed with the rain mingling on their tongues, forcing them to keep their eyes shut. The tailgate. A wet horse type ejaculation; Natasha fearing she might choke with his load. But the twisting continued as he unloaded in her mouth the spinning of her head allowing the come to pour to the floor with each downward facing rotation.When she had been screwed 12 inches onto the wall cock he stopped. He knew that was her limit. She was face down sweating and panting come dripping in long strands. Her pinned hands could touch the rear rim of the barrel her long fingers finding the edge of the buried.