Not yet...there's someone in need of a hand....

Sally spotted a couple of guys trying to man-handle a TV into an RV. It was too big for the door, so they had started taking it out of the box. She walked through the mall parking lot over to the two, noting that they were in amazing shape, making her even wetter as the wind whipped right through her soaked thong and made her dress ride up to her belly button.

“You boys need a hand?” Sally asked when she was within ear-shot. They both turned and smiled, putting the TV down and letting it slide back into the cardboard. “I hope that’s not the only box you boys plan on stuffing today,” Sally taunted again. This time she rubbed her snatch, pushing the flimsy black thong between her pussy lips and letting her tongue snake out to wet her other set.

“Baby, if you’re as tight of a fit as this one here…” started one of the two boys. Sally looked him over; board shorts that were acting as a tent, wife-beater, designer shades, frosted hair, and a wedding ring.

“Your wife might not like that,” Sally teased, taking a few hip-swinging steps toward them. “What about you?” she said to the other one, drinking in his lean, black skinned body. He was dressed almost like his white friend, but his hair was shaved completely. She also saw a wedding ring on his finger.

“The girls are in shopping for shoes or some shit,” the black man said.

“Pity, I always like and audience,” Sally said, stopping 10 feet from the guys, sheltered by cars surrounding her, but not by much. She pulled her thong completely aside, revealing her bare pussy and started stroking it. She kept her snatch hidden from view but made sure to let them see there were two fingers slipping in and out of her drooling hole. She was sure they could see her juices glistening on her hands and thighs.

Both men were hard as rocks, both adjusted themselves openly in the parking lot. Sally almost purred when she saw the two pieces of man-meat before her and could almost feel both thick poles already. It was making her mouth water.

“So how about it?” she said and pulled her panties off completely, tying them to the antenna of a Cadillac next to the RV.