“Joshua, this is Chiara, the owner. Chiara this is my friend Josh.”Chiara spoke with a European accent that I couldn’t quite place; she might ha...e been German, Hungarian or Czech.“A pleasure to meet you Jossua,” she purred, “Tamzin and I have known each other for years. Welcome to Creatrice ”She kissed me on both cheeks in the continental manner and with what felt like genuine affection while I drank in her beautiful perfume. I felt a tug on my hand and we left the alluring Chiara to greet her. That sounded so ridiculous even though every word of it was true. I closed my eyes and the memory of those lips came easily and the way they felt when I tasted them with my own.Then there was the way she came to me when I drew her close. The surprised gasp as I tightened my grip on her slim frame and held her against me. She had come willingly into my arms with no resistance. I slowly opened my eyes and stared into that place where the real and imaginary world meet. A place where your dreams. Leslie’s fingers roamed around my wetness. Her fingers were tickly and the movement was random. It was different and it felt good. I wondered what she was doing. Then she rammed her middle finger in my tight ass. I thought I would lose my mind. The dick went in my pussy and her finger moved out of my ass. The dick slid out of my pussy and her finger went in my ass. The movement matched my grunting melody. I was wide open. I wanted the moment to last for a few more minutes, but I had a damn. I lead my boy down the stairs and both his eyes and cock pop out with the excitement. Around us is a den of wall to wall bras, stockings, knickers (French, g-strings, crotchless, lacy, latex), corsets, babydolls and at the bottom some costumes (police girl, slut, maid, school girl). He pulls me close and whispers that I know all the good places and pulls my hand to his cock where I feel it bulging. I went round the shop, picking out a few items which just so happened to have my size right at.