She doesn’t know where the obsession started, but she likes looking at her ass, and just lately she has begun playing with it in the shower. She whimpers, just a slight sound in the back of her throat, and lightly pushes her ass closer to him. She picks out a pair of supple black leather chaps and heads to the dressing room. Almost against her will, her legs separate for him. But when she saw the mannequin, looking exactly like the cowboy from the Village People, she got the idea. She greedily sucks his cum mingled with hers from his palm and his fingers. His spit slicks her asshole. “Or maybe above it, as the case may be.”
“You can’t. She greedily sucks his cum mingled with hers from his palm and his fingers. He moves her hair away from her ear and bends his head toward hers. These jeans, though, aren’t as tight as the ones she’ll wear tonight with the chaps, and so she doesn’t know if they’ll fit right or not. He scares her, because
