Gillian knew that beyond the gleaming, smooth greeters counter where she could buy various toys, gather up a robe and towels or stock up on lubrications there was a dark, open locker room; a communal shower area and a large hall where most of the action took place. Still behind him and still on her knees, the wife had spread her legs and was furiously stroking her own clitoris, arching her back and closing her eyes. Indian XXX For a minute or two, Gillian played with the ass toy that still strummed in the woman’s bum watching the wife squirm and smile in appreciation as the thick plug continued to provide pleasure. Using long, erotic strokes she slickened the long, veined tool dipping her fingers a few times into her throbbing pussy for more lubrication to spread on the dildo. There, she washed it off sliding the most slippery parts of the long shaft in and out of her trembling hands still thinking of the cock she hadn’t seen. Gillian returned to the bench in front of her locker where she placed the fleshy dildo on the bench pointing up.
