Looking down she notices the thick veins protruding from his cock in all the excitement. This is to much to handle…for both of us she thinks to hers...lf. Go back and stand against the wall, dont try anything funny, Im still in control. She follows him to wall and still holding the gun kicks her left leg up on the wall so that the heel of her boot lands above his right shoulder. She keeps the gun pointed, pressing it just under his chin. Really into the moment now, he turns his head and licks the. #poorhouse."I slipped my phone back into my pocket as I was coming off break. "Customer needs assistance at the fitting room" rang in my ears over the PA system. Normally I wouldn't bother but I was close to it and I knew where the keys to the dressing rooms were kept. Besides, on rare occasions one got lucky and some random high school or college girl wanted in holding a sexy bikini, or even lingerie. I often imagined accidentally opening the door after they had been in there for about 30. "Did you do this on purpose?" she asks me with an accusatory glare. She knows exactly how familiar I am with the machinery in question, so it’s not as ridiculous a question as it might be under other circumstances."Not at all, but I do think it's funny," I tell her, feeling it myself. The vibration emanating from my seat is starting to take its toll on me, as well, and I’m twenty inches further away from the source. I put my hand in hers, and she squeezes it tightly. I squeeze hers back,. Always seeing my cleavage, but it makes you horny isn’t it? Wanna see more?’Me: ‘Yes mom show me more, show me ahhhhh, show me your cleavage’She had an extraordinary art of showing off her cleavage. She adjusted her t-shirt so that now more cleavage is visible. I can say, everything up to her nipples was visible. It was crazy. I wanted to just touch them now, but I controlled my temptation for now. Just stared them and captured them in my mental image. I was having the time of my life. She was.