As she exited the dressing room a strong scent of fresh laid sex came from the dressing room next to her but the door was still locked hiding Mr. Fuck...r and Ms. Fuckie from the world. Fuck that fresh scent nearly made her want to take a bat to the door of the dressing room and make Mr. Fucker go round 2 on her. “I take it you have made your choices on the clothes?” That snapped her back to reality as she looked around and found Amanda gawking at her signaling to her she’s ready to leave if. “I guess ya put on somethin else when you was in the house, huh.” Ashley grabbed at the shirt. It was still unbuttoned but she held it closed to keep the bikini hidden. “Uh, yeah, right,” she lied, her face turning a slight crimson. Ron stared. Not only was the color of her face giving her away, but he could also tell that whatever she was wearing under the white shirt was black, like the bikini had been. A broad grin came across his face as his bashfulness gave way to the realization that. More

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