She brushed her crotch up against it, smearing the glass, and whispered a groan. She stepped away, tweaking at her erect nipples until she could wait ...o longer. She watched as one hand slipped inside, three fingers tightly wedged inside of her. She roughly fucked herself, faster and faster, the sound of the wetness sloshing against her hand bringing her to the brink. She pictured the dressing room assistant pulling back the curtain, catching her, bending down to lick up her come. Her legs. Need to get some good rest tonight. What? When did he arrive? Bloody hell, his powerpoint slides are bright, hurting my eyes. She recrossed her legs, the light reflected off her shiny jet black high heels. ‘Yes, Miss Davenshaw, your eyes are very heavy.’ Yes, very heavy. Must sleep well tonight. What? My eyes? ‘Er, I said, the prize would come with a very high levy, Miss Davenshaw’ ‘Oh, yes, of course. Sorry, Edmund. Do go on.’ Edmund. Hmm. He’s not so bad as all the others I suppose. He’s. More

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