She made sure she wore her short skirt that monday. He didn't know the whole story when he looked over at her, and then down at her legs, but she made...sure he did. She walked over to him, casually putting something back, and teased him, "I bet your mom doesn't wear short skirts like this!" She then walked away with her best wiggle... and looked back at him with a smile. He gulped, eyes widened as he continued his work, packing stuff for shipment. He knew she had him. It seemed like hours to him. Promptly Rob placed the mask insideMelissa's bag and pulled out another, this one with a curly, almost jetblack mane. He lifted it on top of his head from the side, so as not tomess the hair, and began to pull down on the edges of the neck of themask while stretching it at the same time.The empty rubber head enveloped Rob's own slowly but surely. His foreheadwas first to disappear, followed by his eyes, ears, none, mouth andfinally his chin. After one more determined pull, the snug mask found. The crooked zipper mask made him look like some freakish evil clown the leather always looking shiny and wet. She could see the bare long legs and ultra waif body of the other girl. It was strange but now she seemed even surer she knew her. First she'd heard the few words and startled cry when she had opened the back door. The girl had a bimbo type voice a little nasally, reminiscent of her sisters best friend. Now the girls figure matched and Debbie's gut turned in embarrassment." Oh fuck it. Please forget about it. It was nothing,” Vinny stammered, looking down at her in that thin cotton dress. Em saw her moment. She looked Vinny in the eyes as she asked, “What kinds of things were they saying? Like who could fuck me first? Or how the five of them would ruin me in a gangbang?” Vinny’s jaw dropped when he heard that. His cock twitched and Em definitely noticed. He kept stuttering on the syllable “uh”. Finally, he managed to compose himself. “I’m so sorry I said anything. You don’t.
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