Seeing them look at each other I quickly added,
“Not as a replacement for your meeting. XXX A short while later she came out and, taking me by the hand said, “All done, let’s go.”
It was as we got towards Waterloo Bridge when she told me what she’s bought. “Okay,” I said. The man with her, presumably called Colin, who, despite no food or drink being allowed in the gallery, had opened a can of coke near her and it had spurted out over her too-low cut top and very, very short skirt. It went silent and all movement in the shop stopped as about a dozen pairs of eyes stared at Jay’s pert arse and freshly shaved, smooth pussy, the G-string material having ridden up between her pussy lips again.




















