Sweat was trickling down my breasts as I nervously stood outside the s*x shop waiting for it to open. It was a sweltering hot day. The street was abandoned this early in the morning. I felt highly uncomfortable. The clothes that I had scooped up from the floor this morning clearly were not the best fit, the panties were probably a size too small, bunched up and twisted they dug into my cunt. The bra pushed my breasts together and the lace finish scratched against my hard, pert n*****s. My silver high heels added to my already grand stature but are not the most comfortable footwear on a boiling hot day. The dress I was wearing clung to me. This was the price you had to pay when you wore someone else’s clothes. I smiled to myself at the thought of last night lover waking up naked with nothin
