Please?"Of course I said yes.Then I studied the dress again.It looked like the softest leather I'd ever seen. It smelled new. Itwas periwinkle blue.... Under the bust it was gathered, all the way to thehips, giving it the appearance of an hourglass shape naturally, and thenit flowed down to a gathered hem. It was gorgeous. It just screamed outFEMININE!And it looked way too small for me."I don't think that's my size," I sighed."It'll fit," she said, "it's lycra. It's stretchy! It's meant to. The third room in our home salon was about the same size as the medicalfacility but it contained only one operating unit. This unit was placedfacing out in the right rear corner of the room. The entry was to theleft of the unit and allowed specters to reach a three tiered bank oftheater seats which faced the stationary unit. The unit was positionedon a slight angle away from the spectators in order to allow thespectators to have a more generous view both of the front and of theside of the unit. The suddenness of entry caused them both to gasp. The enclosure of her folds around the abundant ridge of his manhood seemed divine. She too could appreciate the feeling. He waited for her to let go a bit before starting his journey into her taut depths. The thickness of his member was so gratifying for the both of them, and the tightness that resulted was unbelievable. Her elevated buttocks were so well positioned for deep penetration and soon he felt her end. The pressure against him was. “I… speak… little… English,” she said brokenly.“Oh,” I said with an even bigger smile, and she smiled back. “Are you Okay?” I asked, and I gave her a thumbs up, thinking she would understand a little bit of universal sign language.“Okay,” she said returning the thumbs up awkwardly. She did the same half turn motion and then turned back, looking distressed.“Help?” I said.“Yes, please,” she replied, pointing to her car door and frowning.I stepped a bit closer, and didn't see what the problem was,.