He was playing with now much harder and faster than before. His breathing was out of control and he kept switching his hands. His cock was obviously p...lsating. His panting was faster and heavier. Suddenly he stopped. He got up and now was walking towards me. I quickly closed my eyes fully, afraid that he saw that I was peeking from under my eyelashes.But suddenly I heard him pant again. I very carefully stared at him through my eyelashes once again. His cock was inches away from my face. He was. She told me that she was sure I saw her upstairs and that is why she just moved to where she could watch me do myself and not try to hide. Since I didn't stop what I was doing she assumed it was ok for her to look. She told me that was the first time she had ever watched a guy do that. Even though she was married she said that they only had normal sex and nothing else. She said that watching me get hard in front of her down here first and then go up there and satisfy myself and letting her. I giggled more, leaned back in my seat allowing the hands to massage me without looking up, and continued to watch the movie. The massaging hands slowly slipped the shoulder straps of the sundress down. I felt the hands continue massaging, further down my front until they slid under the top of the sundress and began caressing my breasts. I smiled widely, closing my eyes, enjoying the attentions of the pair of unknown hands and the feelings that they aroused in my loins. Now, hands from both. Stealing a made to measure wig is a fool's risk: the shop had photos of her. Her wigs were the tools of her trade, she had always bought the best she could afford and paid for them with either cash or pre-paid credit cards bought with cash in a Walmart. After checking her new makeup in the mirror, the skank wondered if she should take the pantsuit after all. Taking it with her was a risk but leaving it here to be found in the restroom might be a bigger risk. After a few seconds indecision,.