"Your fucking covered in cum down here" said Nicole, in prime position to see multiple loads ooze from her holes. Suddenly I felt her hand stroke my b...lls again. She continued to stroke, moving her hand closer to my arse each time. She slipped a finger up my arse and before I could even announce I was about to cum I shot my load into Christine's arsehole, it was now filled with two lots of cum but the lad who was being sucked off wanted to make it three. "Let me finish off in your arse as well". I looked up at her with a shake of my head.“You're just so amazing.” I said.“You're turning me on. I'll have to buy all the ones we get wet.” She replied.“Like I would leave them behind.” I grinned.She cleared her throat, remembering herself, and stepped back away from my hand. “It's so hard to choose any one outfit.” She sounded a little husky, aiming her words at the fitting room entrance that led back into the store. For the clerks benefit I suppose. Acting as if nothing had happened, she. I stayed inside of her for as long as possible. Neither of us said a word. After a few minutes I had gone soft and slipped out of her. I rolled to one side and held her close, and as we looked into each other's eyes I heard this soft 'pffft'. Kind of like a muffled pop. What the hell was that?! Becky giggled. "Sorry, pussy fart." "A WHAT?" and we both started laughing. It took us several minutes, and a few more pussy farts, to calm down. Becky looked over at the alarm clock next to my bed. "I'm. "I would be happy to drive you back to your car, after you buy some gas." His voice was so seductive. If he'd told me his name was James Bond I would have believed him. "Of course," I said as I reached down to get some cash out my purse. Like an idiot I'd forgotten my purse back at the hotel. "You don't got any money with you?" he asked, looking at me with a very seductive look. "I forgot all my cash back at a hotel," I said, in a very worried tone. "Well, I'm sorry but if you don't got any.