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That thought soon disappeared when I heard the salesman cough and ask me if I could manage. I stayed half in and half out for a few seconds more, then got right in, turned round and sat down. I looked at Jon then the salesman who had a red face and was staring at my lower body. My dress hadn’t had chance to slide back down to its normal position and even I could see where my pubic hair used to be. (I’m real glad that I no longer have to shave every day, I don’t know how men put up with it.) The salesman was still transfixed with my crotch as I pulled the front seat back into place. It ‘clunked’ into place and I said, “Ow!” as it hit my knees. It didn’t hurt, but I just wanted to wake the salesman up. “There isn’t much leg room in here” I said, “I’ve got to keep my legs apart to be comfortable.” The salesman was quick off the mark and he leaned in and looked over the back of the front seat to see my pussy staring straight back at him. big cock “Here let me help you” he said, “The seat will slide forward and give you lots more room.” “Thank you” I said, “it’s not very lady-like having to sit like this is it.” The salesman was fumbling with the seat catch and taking his time as he stared straight at my pussy. I looked at Jon who was just stood there with a big grin on his face. I could feel the salesman’s eyes burning my pussy as tingling in my lower body blonde radiated out from my pussy. My clit was starting to throb just having that stranger staring at me from so close. The salesman finally managed to move the seat; I pulled my knees together and said, “Not bad in here, there’s more room than I thought there would be.” The salesman excused himself and disappeared, leaving Jon and me on our own. I guess that the salesman was going to relieve the bulge that had appeared in the front of his trousers. Jon told me to get out of the car and came round to me and said, “Well done, you’ve earned a good fucking for that one.” We left before the salesman came back and went to another mature garage. This one didn’t have small cars, only big expensive ones and lots of big 4 wheel drive vehicles. Again a salesman came up to us as soon as we walked in the door. This time it was a middle-aged man and before he had finished saying ‘hello’ he was joined by a young woman in a smart ‘business’ suit. She couldn’t have been much older than me and gave us a nice smile as the older man introduced himself. Jon said that we were looking for a 4-wheel drive vehicle for our family (!) and that it needed to have only 2 side doors because he didn’t want the kids to be able to play with thinks that they shouldn’t. I ignored Jon’s little story handjob and went over to a Range Rover. It looked very nice. The sales people and Jon followed me over and they started talking about all the bits and pieces that it had. I wasn’t really listening but climbed into the driver’s seat. It’s a lot higher off the ground than a normal car and there was no way that I could get in with any dignity so I just reached up with my left leg and pulled myself up and in. The inevitable happened with my dress and I heard Big Boobs the salesman stop in mid-sentence and then continue talking to Jon after a couple of seconds pause. The stony spears hit them, penetrating deeper and deeper into the stacked shields until they stopped an arms reach from my body. The force of the rocking was now causing my cock to slide between her panty-clad pussy lips. I was good at that, visualizing objects. Many hands make light work, and Seraina and I took turns scrubbing the grime off each other's bodies while Darlene and StarShine helped the best they could. None of the bdsm women survived conscious to do so thus far sadly. “I don’t know her, I just called in a favor from a friend at the Staples Center. Her arms were now in front of her, resting on the island, Big Boobs her head lowered. Sweet juices bathed my hungry mouth. E… – okay, who’s moving this thing? What if he hears us!” she whispered at me urgently. That being said, this is not the end of the story for these characters. And all poor Stewart could do was hope his daddy wouldn't sleep until afternoon like he usually does... I said “you should have a whole group of guys circling”. Without that we could arrange a little accident in the woods…hunting, maybe. “I need such a release today.” I grabbed my phone again and as I started withdrawing my still hard-ish dick from her I snapped a picture. “Such a loving, little girl!” Daddy panted, mature his balls smacking into my taint. While Lena stood, resting on the sill, sipping her drink blonde and turning over her own thoughts Amélie was sat at a breakfast bar, a cup of coffee at her elbow which rested on the countertop, her palm supporting handjob her chin as her other hand lazily flicked a page on an old book, the sound of gentle classical music being interrupted eventually only by the recognisable sound of her shower starting up. I told him honestly, “I loved it. Then, once again in the locker room after gym. Bagdad Brothel I needed to put together big cock a team to sort through all this.