J. rolled his eyes a bit as he walked over and sat down on one of thebar stools. A magician? This evening was going from bad to worse fast.For the nex... hour, the greasy guy went through a bunch of standard stagemagic. Card tricks, interlocking rings, dove tricks, hell, he eventhrough in a damn rabbit out of the hat bit. The only thing worse thanhaving to sit through it all, was watching his parents and the Merril'sphony "ooohs' and "aaahhhhs".After going through the last trick and bowing to the. She jerked her head around and glared at Richie. "Close the door, stupid."Richie blinked, as if not even realizing he was still holding the handle. He let it go, a subdued look in his eyes.An elderly lady from the checkout desk turned her head and smiled. "Hello, Jason. Nice to see you again." Hi, Ms. Johnson," Jason said softly.She craned her neck as the others came into view. "Oh my. With this nasty wind, I didn't think I'd hardly see anyone today." Um, they're with me, actually. Group. ”“That’s for sure. What about the front? Is the blouse too sheer?”“The front looks good. The blouse is fine. Let me change angles. Open your jacket a little.”She feels her nipples stiffening. “I take it you like the side view also. It’s not too tight over my breasts is it?” She catches herself and raises a hand to her mouth. She says, “Oh, I’m sorry. I am just used to being with my husband.”“That’s OK. Remember, I’m your stand-in husband.” He looks back at her breasts, “Lynn it really frames. At first there was silence. Then she yelled “I’m going to cum.” Still holding her hair, I pulled her head back, arching her neck, so she was looking up at the ceiling Jeanine bounced up and down on my cock a few more times, and then exploded. Being so close, I could feel her orgasm and every ripple of pleasure that raced through her body. Her tits bounced up and down in front of my face. She made long, animalistic sound of pleasure. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck me.” Every.