Both of us so laden she heads to the cash register.So far this isn't too bad I think. The salesgirl is cute if a bit ditzyand young."Miss... may we u...e the dressing room? My sissy friend here will need tocheck the sizes of some things"Shame and humiliation wash over me as the salesgirl scrutinizes me."I am afraid it is store policy not to allow men in the dressing rooms." Oh heavens to Betsy, a policy like that in this day and age? Let mespeak to the manager please."While I at once admire. One of his hands supported his body, the other was on his own cock, wanking gently in rhythm with my movements. Gradually my tempo increased, I felt the need to seed his passage. My orgasm came with a rush, I pumped hard and deep into his hole, unable to stop myself from releasing groans of pleasure. Gently I withdrew from him until my softening cock hung clear of his body. Except for my panting there was silence, I looked down to see my cum dripping from him onto the floor. He stood quietly,. She rarely broke from routine. I got to her place at 6:30 and could hardly sit still. I waited in her large walk-in closet, careful to not make a noise. I was nervous as I heard her enter the house as the door slammed behind her. She came into the room and immediately entered the adjoining shower.As the shower turned off, I knew it was time to make my move. I slowly opened the door a crack and waited for her to come out. She had just a towel on and was grabbing some clothes off of the bed. I. Tuesday October 11My hound figured out I was hurting and abandoned his duty of watching the little ones. I woke to him crawling onto my bed. He must have heard my breathing change when I woke up. I gave him the loving he desired. I swear he told me that no one else had ever rubbed his ears and chest.“Do you think I’ll cry if I go take a shower?”Duke’s tail just thumped against the bed. I took that as a good sign. Too bad Duke was such a liar. Holy crap, my side hurt. I hobbled into the bathroom.