A Bit Hard To Sell Jewlery

"Is there any pieces that you're...uh..." Lisa started up again, before once more stopping mid sentence. A nylon covered leg had just brushed all the way up and down hers. A shiver went up Lisa's spine.

"Um..." Lisa tried to find solid ground. She understood what Marla was doing. She was trying to turn her on purpose, damn it. She was toying with her. Yet, every time Lisa tried to find words, the brush of Marla's words took them out of her mouth.

Marla was asking like nothing was different. She gave Fif- Her Gook Lisa's brain not-so-helpfully reminded her- up on her lap. Fifi panted like an animal.

"Go on."

"Anything you're um, considering?" Lisa gulped.

That was when she felt Marla's foot rise. It brushed against her inner thigh now. Her toes touched the bottom of Lisa's skirt. They were so close now. Just mere inches from Lisa's pussy. Lisa didn't want to know how wet Marla would find her if her toes brushed a little deeper.

So achingly close now...

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