Join the couple in the dressing room.

Elizabeth's legs began to quiver. She stepped into the dressing room and closed the door behind her. She locked it.

Arms crossed, she watched as the woman continued to stroke the large cock a few inches away.

"You like what you see?" asked the woman. With her free hand, she hiked up her skirt to reveal nothing underneath. Elizabeth could tell that the woman's moist sex was cleanly shaved.

"You want a taste baby?" said the woman as she began to touch herself.

"I'm not so sure about that," said Elizabeth.

"It's real easy," she said. "All you have to do is open your mouth and take in as much as you can."

The woman demonstrated.

Once her nose was touching the man's waist, she managed to say "See. It's not hard" in a garbled voice. As the woman pulled off, Elizabeth noticed how slick the man's cock had become. It glistened in the dim light of the dressing room.

The woman stood up, catching Elizabeth off guard. She was taller than Elizabeth had expected, but beautiful none the less. She reached for Elizabeth and gently clasped her wrist. Elizabeth didn't pull away.

"Just take your hand and touch it," she said, guiding Elizabeth's hand closer to the swollen cock. Elizabeth was shaking, but she managed to run her finger tips along the hot flesh.

"See. That wasn't so bad," said the woman. "Now let's go a little further."

She pressed against Elizabeth's shoulders. A firm push sent Elizabeth gently to her knees. She then yanked the man by his cock and moved him closer toward Elizabeth's face. He didn't say a word.

"Open up and take it in," said the woman, rubbing the tip of the head against Elizabeth's pursed lips.

Elizabeth could smell the sweat of his sex as it slid along her mouth. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either. She kept asking herself why she was doing this, but she couldn't come up with a reason. It was spontaneous and different. She knew people that lived this way on a daily basis...so what if she did it this one time?

She opened her mouth and allowed the stranger to push his cock between her lips. Elizabeth immediately tasted the salty sweat and the woman's saliva. It was gross, but quickly subsided.

"That's a good girl," said the woman. "Take more of it in."

The cock went further into her mouth and she felt it knock against the roof of her mouth.

"Let it go straight back. Don't try to move it around."

She squeezed her lips around his shaft and it ran along the length of her tongue. As he pushed deeper, she felt her gag reflex kick in.

The stranger noticed it too and slid back far enough to let her breathe through the corners of her mouth.

"How does that feel baby?" asked the woman.

"Feels amazing," answered the man. He was fondling the woman's breasts with his hands as Elizabeth took him back inside her mouth.

"She as good as me?" the woman inquired.

"No one will ever be as good as you chica," he said.

Elizabeth began to get a rhythm going and was bobbing her head back and forth just enough so that the man's cock did not **** her.

It was exhilarating to know she was at work and doing this with customers. The thought of getting caught sent sparks of excitement along her spine.

The stranger moved his hips in step with her motion. She imagined she looked a lot like the woman did earlier, only her tits weren't hanging out of her blouse and she was wearing panties.

This continued for a few minutes until the Hispanic man's legs began to shake violently. He was pushing harder and faster than before.

"You gonna cum on the pretty girl?" said the woman. Elizabeth could tell the she was enjoying this. Her hands were shifting across her sex almost as fast as the man's hips were gyrating into Elizabeth's face.

Elizabeth didn't know how to react to that idea, but it was too late for thinking. The man's cock pulsed between her cheeks and hot liquid filled her throat. She took it in and choked.

The man pulled away and feverishly stroked himself and shot what was left of his load on the floor.

Elizabeth coughed in the corner of the dressing room. She spit globs of cum into her closed hand. When she felt her throat had cleared, she took in a deep breath. That was way too much for her to handle.

"Little chica. You come with us?" asked the man as he pulled up his jeans.

"She's got to work," answered the woman for her. "Besides, we've got some shopping to do."

They both fixed their clothing and stepped out of the dressing room before Elizabeth even had time to blink. No goodbyes...nothing. She checked herself in the mirror, still unsure of what had just happened.