LOGINFred looked back at her in surprise, his gaze dropping down to look at her long, red-stockinged legs. He then tore his gaze away and turned back to the two young brothers. "Fortunately Claire's wearing that red set on the fourth page already."Andy grinned. "Fucking excellent! Let's see it then.""Is there somewhere I can get changed?" asked Claire.Dylan frowned. "I thought he said you already had it on?""Oh, of course," replied Claire. For some reason she felt more awkward stripping off her clothes in front of the two young men rather than getting undressed in private and then returning in her lingerie.Claire swallowed nervously and reached behind her back for the zip on the back of her dress. The two young men became very quiet as they heard the sound of the zipper sliding down, and Andy came closer, walking in to sit on the couch beside his brother.Claire let her green dress fall forwards off her shoulders and slide down the curves of her body to pool at her feet.Andy and Dyla
Sure enough, the next day, Fred once again arrived at Claire's house at 8am.Claire was wearing a low-cut, emerald-green coloured mini-dress that hugged her curves enticingly, with a matching linen jacket. Remembering the poor quality lingerie that Fred had asked her to model yesterday, she'd actually found a set of Funky Lady lingerie that she'd bought for herself back when she was working for the company. It was a deep ruby-red bra and thong set, complete with matching red stockings and suspenders. The lingerie was in fact the very first set that Claire had modelled for Fred, back when the she'd been trying to sell to him."You look sensational Claire," complemented Fred when she greeted him at her front door."Thanks Fred," she replied. She had been intending to tell him that she couldn't help him with his lingerie sales today, but now that she was face to face with him, she just didn't have the heart to let him down. For some reason the old guy reminded her of a lost puppy-dog, an
Claire wasn't sure what to say. "I don't understand it either," she lamely agreed. She couldn't remember the last time she'd failed to get someone hard using her mouth. With or without Erecto-sure."Were you doing it right?" asked Fred.Claire shrugged. "I think so," she replied, doubting herself."Hmm..." Fred grumbled. To Claire's surprise he reached down and unzipped his pants and pulled out his small, unattractive cock. "Show me what you did.""Um...okay," agreed Claire somewhat uncertainly. She looked down at Fred's cock and saw to her surprise that he was semi-erect already. "Should I use the cream?""Um, yeah whatever," replied Fred. "It's in the back."Claire nodded and unfastened her seatbelt, leaning across to the back of the car to retrieve the tube of Erecto-sure. As she pulled out the cream she felt Fred's hand slide across her arse, squeezing her bum through her skirt.Erecto-sure in hand, Claire sat back in the car seat and turned towards Fred. He moaned softly in appre
"I've got the perfect thing," said Fred, reaching into the case beside him and pulling out a tube of cream and reading from the label on the back. "This is Erecto-sure. An organic cream that not only guarantees a long-lasting erection, but also helps you get it up again afterwards and makes your load bigger."Claire frowned; she didn't remember the Erecto-sure having a white label and the description that Fred had read from the packaging didn't quite sound how she remembered it. She also wasn't sure why they'd want it at a hen's night or a bachelor party.Mr Thompson sounded convinced though. "That really sounds useful," he replied, clearly intrigued."Would you like to see it in action?" asked Fred. "Claire will show you how to apply the cream, or if you're not comfortable she can put it on my cock.""No, no, use mine," said Alan quickly."Fine," agreed Fred, sounding disappointed.Claire took the cream from Fred and climbed off the men's laps and then knelt down in front of Alan. Sh
Claire breathed a smile sigh of relief, remembering that when she'd told Fred the same thing, back when she'd been the saleswoman, he hadn't believed her, and she'd been forced to let him touch her bare breasts to assess their firmness."Perhaps you need to see Claire's breasts without a bra to make a comparison," Fred offered.Claire frowned. Fred hadn't needed to make that offer, the silly man. Nevertheless, with a defeated sigh, she reached behind her back and unclasped the bra. Her vast boobs spilled free, barely sagging at all and jutting out impressively from her chest. They were lightly freckled and topped by small stiff nipples.Both Alan and Fred moaned at the sight of the tall redhead's spectacular bare breasts, startling Claire a little with their reactions.Fred didn't waste a second, his hand reaching up and cupping one of Claire's ample melons and giving it a firm squeeze. "As you can see, Claire's breasts are very firm and require only minimal support, but I can assure
Fred drove them across town, parking right outside 63 Pine Avenue. Claire helped him pull his two large suitcases of products out of the back seat and lug them up to the door. He knocked confidently, winking at Claire as they waited for an answer.The door opened and a man about Fred's age greeted them. He had curly grey hair and a beer belly that rivalled even Fred's in size. The man was wearing a pair of faded, grubby looking blue jeans and a green woollen jumper that had holes worn in the elbows and looked as though it should have been thrown away years ago."Hello. I'm Fred from Funky Lady and this is my sales assistant Claire. We've got an appointment with Anna Thompson?" Fred sounded very professional as he greeted the man."Anna?" said the man; he had a hoarse, throaty voice as if he was a regular smoker. "She's not here sorry. She had to go out of town and isn't due back until tomorrow."Claire's heart fell. She felt so sorry for poor Fred. The buxom redhead had been sure that
Our chests heave against each other, as we gasp for air and I kiss my sister's neck, chin and mouth, before snuggling against her chest, exhausted."Nick?" Susan says, when her breathing has returned to normal."Yeah?" I answer, sleepily."Do you have to go?" She asks."I promised Ken I'd go to thi
Holy shit! I almost sit straight up even with Tracy vigorously riding my cock. My parents are on the couch, naked! Dad is stretched out on his back and Mom is kneeling between his legs with her ass in the air and his cock in her mouth. Her hand is wrapped around the base of his thick shaft and her
"Bobby's coach called a last minute practice." Nicole says, watching intently, as I scrape the razor along the side of her mom's pussy. I again have two fingers inside of her and I'm stretching out the skin next to her pussy."Are you going to trim down here, too?" Nicole asks, pointing to the hair
"Please call us, Nick." Carolyn says, squeezing my hard cock again before she sashays across the asphalt to their car.I arrive at my dad's office, with my dick still hard, and take the elevator to the fourth floor. I find the door that says Harrison & Associates and enter into a reception area. Th







