Feelings again flooded the elevator when, as usual, a lot of people fell into the elevator. They pinned me to the wall, with one hand I held the bag in front of me, and with the other I held it between the booty and the handrail, so that they wouldn’t press me strongly into it.

In front of me was a man ten years older than me, but he was quite sympathetic to me. He was about my height and stood sideways to me.

Several more people shoved in and his shoulder was buried in my chest, and my forearm lay on my bag. He moved a little and hardly inadvertently did it very tightly to my chest. He was not going to stop and, as it were, was spinning a little to the right and left.

I decided not to interfere with him, and even allow a little more - pushed the bag back. He caught a glimpse of the bag that had disappeared, and now the hand below was leaning against my leg and began to roam over it. Feels like he even pushed the edge of his raincoat and slowly lifted my skirt, because she easily slid up the stockings.

He would have known that for the sake of this I came to this shopping center.

This adventure did not last long and we together got out of the elevator on the top floor. As he left, he did not even look at me, which was a little sad.

And here is the selected store. People a little closer to dinner will be more, but I do not want to linger in this place for so long.

Having quickly run through all sections I took two white T-shirts and a dress.

And here it is the long-awaited moment. I occupy one of the first booths. I pull the curtain.

The raincoat is removed and hangs on a hanger, with a jacket hanging next to it. Skirt neatly folded lying on the chair.

From the mirror, a beautiful young girl, about 22, is looking at me. Her breast does not hide anything, and the girl herself does not think to hide behind. She is wearing only tiny black panties, stockings and ankle boots.

My own appearance makes me very excited and I decide to leave the fitting room. Over the current outfit, I put on a free dress that hardly covers the gum from my stockings and at the last moment I decide to take off my panties.

When I stooped to lift the panties the cork in my ass pleasantly reminded me of my presence.

Panties I hung on the extreme hook and pulled open the curtain.

I'm standing in the aisle between the fitting rooms. Around the corner is an employee of the store issuing checks. Two more of the eight booths are occupied. At the end of my corridor is a full-wall mirror. I decided to reach it and then return to my booth.

Pussy finally felt freedom, and I felt sensations all over my skin. It seemed that each of the curtains will now open and the hands like an elevator will crawl under my skirt, find that there are no panties on me and brazenly penetrate my pussy.

Back I came back definitely faster. And in time. In the fitting room just went a couple who wandered into the booths. They occupied the next row. The girl was opposite, and the guy on my side.

I took off my dress and put my index finger on the cork. It is necessary next time to take more toys with him.

It's time t-shirts. She sat on me well, with jeans or shorts, she would have looked good, but now she was almost like a short tight dress that barely covered my lips. Looking at myself in the mirror, I saw a gap between the wall and the curtain.

When I ran into the fitting room, I didn’t close the curtain and my dressing up seemed to be noticed. I saw in reflection the girl from the stall opposite that glanced at me. Interestingly, she showed me her boyfriend?

I decided not to upset her and to please myself and bent down to correct the lacing on the shoes. To heighten the effect, I spread the legs wider. Feels like on the ass T-shirt bullied and showed my wet pussy and cork in the pope to the girl looking at me.I glanced at the mirror and moved a little so that I could see her fitting room through the gap.

She did not take her eyes off my ass. I slapped my hand over it and our eyes met. She pulled her curtain shut.

It was even fun, she was even more shy than me.

You should definitely keep the T-shirt, so many more adventures you can come up with with her ... And today I will still buy it, although the presence of a package may slightly hinder my adventures.

It was time to dress, I did everything quickly, but I glanced at the crack. I took off my T-shirt and wiped my pussy with a wet napkin, and then with thongs and put everything in my bag. Put on the jacket. On the way out of the fitting room, someone passed without paying any attention to me.

Put on a skirt and picked up a raincoat. Fingers pressed on the nipples and they relaxed a little and did not so much bristled. She took the remaining things and left the fitting room.

The couple was still there.