Summer's lips against her will stretched into a lustful smile. She lowered her left hand down with her humility that surprised her, starting to rub the crotch of which sticky again, touch the labia lips, rub the clitoris every touch of which was given in the consciousness by not very pleasant irritating discharges, continually plunging into one or two fingertips. Having held a semi-elastic, defunct member of the seller with two fingers, she enthusiastically surprised her and began to lick the black, uneven flesh with wide movements of the tongue.

Slow steps were heard by the woman's ears, her back tightened and at the same time her arm movements in the perineum accelerated. It was incredibly disgusting, but she felt something like pre-gas bursts of emotion filling her mind again.

Hot rough tongue now and then licking the head of the penis brought the guy not the most pleasant emotions after orgasm, she became hypersensitive and any touch caused not pleasure rather deaf irritation, so he pushed the dirty face from his own seed and hastily tucked the penis into the pants, buttoning his pants.

He looked under the counter and realized that the white bitch seemed to be preparing to finish again. She bit her own palm so as not to moan, squirming with her whole body and violently moving her second hand between her legs, rhythmically clutching her knees.

- Enough, stop ... take away your depraved slut's hands. Hissed Kevin, disgusted at the moment by the woman.

Summer has executed the order with obvious reluctance. She was sitting on her knees, bending her back a little so that her head would not look out from behind the counter and was breathing heavily. The woman's eyes wandered through the groin of the seller, she saw a semi-elastic penis moving under jeans, like a fat worm, and felt a perverse desire to take it again in her mouth. The woman’s jaws and lips ached from stretching, the sperm drying on her face unpleasantly tightened her skin, her right eye almost did not see the eyelashes stuck to the semen. Chin and throat were covered with wet sticky smudges, even on a sweater crumpled up over the breasts a bunch of large drops of men's juice crumbled, they were absorbed into the wool and dried up leaving white spots on the fabric. The dark half still possessed the woman’s mind, and Summer received sexual pleasure from all this horror.

- Get up and follow me. - Kevin said quietly.

Finding the edge of her own skirt on the floor that hit the unpleasant puddle of her discharge and getting wet, she got out from under the counter and straightened up. In a fit of shame, purely reflexively began to pull out a sweater trying to cover her breasts. It looked ridiculous considering that the lower part of her body was exposed.

- Do not touch the sweater bitch! - evil hissed Kevin suppressing her attempts. Pull yourself in order when you fully pay for the damaged dress!
- What does it mean to cry? - Summer asked in surprise, unwittingly looking over her shoulder.

She did not see the buyer. He seemed to immediately go to the shelves of movies and the woman felt a fleeting relief and at the same time an inexplicable disappointment.

- Again ...? Contact me Mr. Kevin. And do not ask idiotic questions!
“But Mr. Kevin ... it seemed to me ... it seemed to me that I had just satisfied Bill’s demand? - Summer whispered offended puffed lips.

At that moment, she looked very much like a deceived little girl.

- It was only compensation for moral damage that I will incur when Bill shouts at me for accepting damaged goods. Now you need to pay for bringing this dress in the presentation. I think $ 50 is enough.
“I left my wallet in Mr. Kevin’s car.”
- In this case, you have to work out this fifty dollars in private booths.

Summer almost laughed and pressed a palm to her lips, hiding a smile. Their dialogue horribly reminded her of replicas of actors from cheap porn.

Kevin turned and moved along the counter. He was heading for another door Summer didn’t notice yesterday. The door draped with green curtains with a garland of colored lamps and incomprehensible inscriptions. On the side hung a lot of announcements reported on the cost of services and tariffs. Summer didn’t know that in any large adult store there were private booths, for watching pay-per-view porn, advanced, like Bill Frazier’s cab system was unified to the glory hole option when customers could release stresses by inserting dick into wall holes leading to the central room where the anonymous model was a woman or a man. It was possible to pay a certain sum and see a model in the main hall through a transparent mirror on one side. In exactly the same way it was possible to discharge by offering your penis to the holes in the side walls of the cabins leading to the neighbor. There were 10 such cabins in this store. They were located around the central vicious circle.

Summer obediently followed Kevin through the door with a drape, nervously fiddling with her skirt in her hand, trying to lower her heels on the floor. She did not understand how she should spend $ 50, and this uncertainty sweetly agitated her, forcing her stomach to constrict and freeze her heart. A man standing at the disc rack turned around to the sound and managed to see a beautiful woman wearing high heels; all her clothes were a white sweater gathered in a fluffy collar at the throat. He saw the juicy bulging buttocks resiliently swaying in time with her steps when she disappeared behind the drapery and noisily swallowed hastily scouring a cell phone in the trousers.

Behind the drapery was a long darkened corridor lit by dim red lamps in the ceiling and the left wall. The corridor was curving in a semicircle. The woman saw many doors leading to other rooms, each was numbered in order.

Opening the door with number 3, Kevin stepped inside and beckoned the woman behind him. Summer froze in indecision but behind her lit up a strip of bright light. Someone else entered the room. Summer gasped and slipped through the door. She found herself in a cramped closet with barely enough room for two. She inhaled the air with her nostrils. I felt a sharp smell of disinfectant and plastic panels covering the walls.

Closing the door, Kevin looked at Summer from head to toe, smiling strangely.

- Take off panties. - he ordered. You can hang things on these hooks. They are here for this and fixed. Take off your sweater too. Leave your shoes.

Summer hesitated trying to understand where the seller had led her. She did not understand the purpose of this room and it is a little scarecrow for a woman. Kevin impatiently tore the skirt from her hand, hung it on the hook and simply tore the sweater from the woman, forcing him to raise his hands up.

- Panties now. He threatened to move toward Summer.

Enchanted looking into the rabid eyes of a Negro, a woman picked up a rubber band on her hips and pulled her panties down. She had to bend down to lower them to the knees and her ass immediately pressed against the cold plastic of the wall. The room was so narrow that, bending over, the brunette rested her head against one wall and her buttocks against another. Summer first raised her right and then her left leg taking off her panties completely. She hung them next to the skirt and folded her palms in the groin in the next fit of restraint. It seemed to her that her naked body is now carefully examined from all sides.

She felt like someone's fingers shamelessly squeezed her ass and began to stroke her right buttock. I gasped trying to pull away and looked over my shoulder. Only now, when her eyes got used to the dusk, she saw in the wall on the right and on the left several round holes sufficient so that a hand could slip through them and male fingers would move from the hole located at the level of her butt.

Recalling Summer instinctively pressed against Kevin's barrel chest in search of protection, but he roughly shoved her away.

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