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Sex in the dressing room Part 2

Date: 3/18/2016, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Voyeur, Author: safeandsane02, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

hold it back. He started rubbing harder and faster against the tender flesh of her G-spot in a rhythm that she moaned and gyrated her hips to shamelessly. At the same time, his tongue flitted over her clit several times in a row, then up and down along her slit, and then back up to her clit, faster and faster. If she hadn't paused to take a breath, she wouldn't have heard the voices and footsteps over her moans. Two women were walking into the dressing area—the lady who had been on the phone and somebody else. "I heard them in here. It sounded like it was just two of them. Don't you have security for this kind of thing? It's disgusting. People try on clothes in there." "Alright, ma'am," the younger woman said, "I'll check it out." There was a pause. "I think I have it from here," she said. "Thank you for letting me know." "Oh, well... okay. I just figured that... Right." The lady's heels clicked as she left. Valerie tried to freeze, but Simon didn't stop working on her—if anything, he started going faster, and she could feel a powerful orgasm building inside her that was nearing the point of no return. The bitch told on us! We're going to get caught. What if we get arrested? Am I going to end up on a sex offender list? How did this even happen? There was a knock on the door to their stall. "Yes?" she squeaked. "Hi," the girl said. "I'm the manager, and I received a complaint of some, ah, noises here in the dressing room. I wanted to check to make sure that everything was ... okay in there." Valerie was close—so close. She had a hand tangled in Simon's hair and another braced against the wall lest her shaking legs gave out on her. To her horror, she realized that she was so wet that she could hear his finger working inside of her. And he lapped up her juice as if it were the sweetest nectar. "Oh," Valerie managed. "No, I'm fine in here. I just—" She had to pause to take a breath as a contraction rocked her body. "I just poked myself with one of those pins when I was trying a shirt on, and I guess that other lady heard me yelp." Her nervous laugh was unconvincing to her own ears. "Well, she said that she heard other voices. Are you sure that there's nobody else in there with you?" Another contraction nearly doubled her over. She'd come at any moment, and she didn't know how to not scream. "Ah..." It came out as more of a moan than a word. "Ma'am?" He sucked on her clit even harder than he had before, both his fingers moving back and forth rapidly as if he were playing a piano inside her. And with his lips slightly parted, he licked her as hard and as fast as he could, not pausing, not changing his beat, not giving her any room to retreat. She was going to come. It was inevitable. "Phone," was all she managed to say. Simon reached up and pinched her nipple so hard that she worried that it might tear—and that was all it took to push her over the edge. She didn't know how to not scream. Her whole body spasmed, and she felt pulse after pulse of wetness ...