Cory paused and looked down and then looked at me. “It’s OK, I’m listening Sir…I mean Cory.” He began to speak again, but was totally distra...ted as my hand disappeared under my dress. “Danielle?” He said. “Hmmm…?” I said, as my fingers found the damp gusset of my panties. “What are you doing?” “I’m touching myself Sir. Your voice it’s so…sexy!” “Oh gosh! You are too!” I opened my legs wider showing him my fingers, which had passed the flimsy cotton and were now working their way into my wet. ......''sorry becky tightarse can't talk at the moment shes sucking my cock which has just come out of her arse she has 2 minutes to make me cum or it goes back up her arse and i'll fuck her for 2 minutes if i don't cum then it goes back into her mouth arse mouth arse mouth until i cum''thats disgusting says becky' the phone goes deadtightarse is gagging on fatmans cock trying not to be sick as he shoves it into her throat the taset of her arse on his cock is almos too much for her but she. Further and further she bends until she's almost touching her ankles, the beautiful cheeks pulled temptingly tight with the merest glimpse of her sweet, smooth slit offered towards me. She slowly steps her feet into the new dress. I can't resist. I was never going to, was I? Last time I gave her a spank, but today my finger reaches into the cubicle and strokes gently through the crease of her soft pussy. I chose well. Hazel coos. She doesn't even flinch, as though she was expecting it. She knew. While I gave her my cart, I noticed a very lovely pair of tanned and well toned legs that are not encumbered with pantie hose or stockings and a pair of pumps with an open toe. She has a lovely French Pedicure (white nail tips) that appears very fresh. I also notice a matching French Manicure and a very stunning wedding ring. She smiles when I gave her my cart and thanks me as well. She has dark hair, drawn back and in a tight bun and stunning blue eyes. She stands about 5-9 (with the.