Brief background.

Linda-chan grew up and became a real detective in all sorts of small matters, medium complexity cases and confidential assignments. She takes on any business from finding a missing cat to returning missing people, about whose disappearance no one should know. Periodically, she successfully works on large cones, so small things, in a sense, not only her lifestyle, but also a screen.

This time she was hired to find a stolen artifact. The investigation leads her to Liberty City, where to uncover the case she is forced to join a small company engaged in advertising and removing any original porn outside the genres and stamps.

Somewhere in the middle of an investigation, this story happens.

The morning began as usual, in the works and concerns. I was just getting ready to start the voice of another Japanese masterpiece, when Ashley called me into her office.

- Today, Linda, we will have an advertising campaign. The case is urgent, so everything else will wait. So get ready - ride in the subway, advertise any cosmetics.

It sounded strange and very suspicious.

- Why me?

“Because tits are big,” Ashley replied without thinking, and smiled.

So I knew that this is some kind of trick! When I was offered to change at the entrance to the subway, I almost fell, having received only a lilac bikini and summer sandals in high heels. Well, at least for a while they gave me a raincoat, so I entered the subway car without any problems. And here I had to finally undress and appear before people almost naked, covered only with small fragments of fabric on the nipples and pubis. Yes, the bikini was so modest that it barely covered my nipples and hair on my pussy. My own, really not the smallest breast appeared in all its magnificent volume, held back only by thin straps. The picture completed the ass, also not hidden by anything.

Damn, I was so ashamed that I almost shrank instinctively. But damn, this is my job! I had to heroically overpower myself, pick up an advertising sign and, smiling through blush, begin to broadcast to the stunned citizens about innovative means of caring for anything.

Very soon, I was so carried away that I almost forgot what position I was in. Without any embarrassment, I showed the bottles and my own skin; however, the manufacturer did not put a hand on the bark. It seems that my unexpected appearance had some effect, and people were interested not only in my body, but also in bottles.

I must say that next was an inconspicuous security guard, which even I lost sight of. So it gave some confidence. Also, the confidence was added by the fact that several times in my free time I saw him on the set of gay porn, so there should be no betrayal.

- Pay attention to my skin! It is soft and silky thanks to the latest technology ...!

I was broadcasting the already memorized text, when Claire came in at the next stop. Here, I almost dropped the bottles when I saw what she was wearing. It looks like a pink bikini, only the fabric is translucent, and I could perfectly see not only her nipples, but also pubic hairs. Cool! Did they decide to compensate for a noticeably smaller chest?

I wanted to ask what she was doing here, but she also heroically as I overcame embarrassment and started advertising.There was nothing left to do except help her. Work work!

Her appearance attracted even more attention than mine. At least, it seemed so to me, and this did not please me. At some point I caught myself trying to move in such a way as to delay at least a little views of myself.

The crowd grew in front of my eyes, there was more and more interest in my eyes, and how many glances glided over our bodies ... They whispered, I almost felt their eyes, and shame only mixed with some kind of heat that I could not at that moment expect.

“They are already flowing,” I heard.

I have a very good ear, despite the noise and knocking, I well heard this quiet voice from the crowd. Carefully, I looked at Claire and understood everything. Her face was burning with embarrassment, but her body showed everything. Hard swollen nipples, which were already visible through the bra, were now sticking out like two large strawberries. The areola did not lag behind them, swollen and expanding shamelessly. Well, panties, soaked with juice, were even more transparent than before.

- And the one, see what thickets.

- Why are there overgrown, I see her pussy!

It was about me ... I looked down and now saw my equally excited nipples. A few minutes ago, I did not notice this, and now the fabric stretched on them caused in me only one languid desire - to caress them at last. It was like an itch, so intolerable, but bringing even more pleasure.

And between them, I could not see everything, but my panties somehow quietly gathered from the movements and now did not close a centimeter of my pubis, revealing my well-groomed green hair to others. There were a lot of them, which added to the tension between my legs, filled with juice.

Yes, only now I realized that regardless of the will, I began to flow. Panties were soaked with my juice and nothing more was hidden. All these people were looking at me now, and they perfectly saw my plump, juicy lips ... What will happen? What if they want me? After all, I am almost naked and, moreover, I flow as if I wanted it myself. Will they fuck me right here?

A cry of quiet, but very hot rolled, when in response to all these dumb questions, my pussy began to flow even more, and the juice slid on the legs. It looks like the advertising campaign ended and turned into something completely different ... I was ashamed so much that I wanted to fall underground, but my body was burning and languishing even more from it.

Somehow, by myself, my eyes met with the eyes of Claire, and even before I realized everything, I gently touched her cheek and began to kiss passionately. Now our breasts pressed against each other, excited nipples were rubbing between each other and our kisses were getting hotter and hotter because of that. My tongue slid over her tongue, played with him, explored it, and did not want to stop any more from her moans. I put my free hand on her wet panties and slid along them, not holding back myself anymore. Under the cheers, her hand in response touched my lips, between which the panties had long and hopelessly sank.

Now we selflessly caressed each other, in front of all these people, under their hot and lustful looks, under their comments ...

- Look at these hot chicks!

- Yes, they will finish now!

- they would lick me, they are definitely professional!

- Pros, not a pro, that would fuck them!

I really wanted to finish, and come what may, but we were not destined to end in each other's arms.

“Bitches, what about a pair of nice cocks?” - burst right in my ear.

The next moment, I was clasped by someone's hands and began to rudely, but very skillfully to caress. With one hand, the stranger moved my panties and launched two fingers straight into my wet bosom. With his other hand, he crushed my chest. The bra visibly moved out and now the nipple was rubbing straight against his fingers. I could only squirm and moan, unable to control myself anymore. He was so good that pleasure literally penetrated my body, and I was just a toy in his hands.

Through the veil I looked at Claire - she was the same toy and almost did not regret it.The sight of her passion only excited me, which gave particular pleasure to our tormentors.

But something was wrong. My brain, in captivity to enjoyment, immediately realized that Claire was not a man caressed by a woman. Then I realized that I was caressing strong, but still women's hands. But what do the members have to do with it?

- The first time I see in this subway such dirty lustful bitches! - announced my tormentor. - See, they flow right before your eyes and not ...