Tammy was absolutely mesmerized by Bill's swaying hips that she didn't realize they were heading back into the lingerie.
Bill went to the shelves and looked through the bras, grabbing a smooth violet one around size 65 DD.
Tammy was so transfixed on "dat ass" that she didn't see Bill take his shirt off and clip the bra on.
The cups did something unusual, flattening out and sticking onto Bill's skin like strips of tape.
Then, Bill's nipples puffed up as a warmth spread through his chest, his pecs rising like warm bread dough as they filled out the bra.
Tammy's ass oogling was cut off as Bill turned around.
"Oh hey, what did you fi-?" Tammy started to ask right as her head bumped against Bill's rack.
Bill gave her? boobs a good squeeze with a sensual moan, "It fits wonderfully."
"Are...Are you sure?" Tammy asked, both shocked and aroused.
Bill grabbed her hand without warning and placed it over her left tit, encouraging Tammy to squeeze.
Tammy shuddered as her pussy grew wet from Bill's sexy little moans.
"I'll be done with my look in a minute.... no peeking." Bill teased in a feminine voice.
Tammy just stood there sweating bullets, shaking from the arousing heat.
She became overwhelmed, stripping off her shirt and bra right in the middle of the store.
She realized what she was doing and frantically got dressed back up, putting on...