But when I got new mags, as soon as I got them out the shop I needed to look at them. I usually had a mag in my case that I hadn't got all the way thr...ugh, because as soon as a girl has made me cum in my pants, I put the mag down and pick it up again a day or so later. I might even have another mag or two I haven't even started yet. Sometimes I might be parked outside the shop, if it's one where a lady serves, hoping She might come out and see the perv whose just bought yet another load of mags. She thoughtof how much better they would feel if they were as big as Ann's, andthen she remembered why she was hunched over by her bathroom door.With any sense of guilt or apprehension washed away by a blissfuldisregard, Leslie slowly cracked the door of the bathroom open andlooked inside. She was displeased to find the shower was on the otherside of the bathroom, but then she gasped a little as she looked in themirror. A perfect reflection of Ann was washing herself in the shower.Leslie. She had a nice top, a firm waist, and long legs. Her long brown hair crossed her chest as she stood in the flickering light from the adjacent guest rooms. Those lights cast reflections across the water, lending a surreal air to the dark evening hour. The tub had reclining steps, which some people descend as they get used to the hot water. First the guy tossed his towel and slid right in, up to his neck, and sighed. But the lady, after tossing her towel, she chose the long slow descent. The. ... But as much as he'd love to be seduced right now and My God did he, they had somewhere to be. He grinned teasingly as he pulled her to the door and ushered her into a taxi.He himself was smartly dressed in a suit and looked amazing, she desperately wanted him but he was having none of it. She sat twitching in her seat, frustrated. But before long they'd reached their destination. He was taking her on the London Eye, he'd hired a private pod just for them, they'd enjoy a glass of.