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"May I give you a hand?" There was no mistaking her meaning. Fascinated by the possibilities and the intoxicating scent of her perfume, I unlatched the door and she quickly slipped into my cubicle. For a moment she just stood there looking at my pregnant body. Then she moved her hands to my bulging belly. "God, you are so beautiful," she whispered.

The young clerk put on a show for whoever might be passing by the dressing room and pretended she was judging my dress. "Mmmmm, yes, you look great in that," she said reaching her right hand down to my bush, then expertly she moved it down to find my clit as the baby kicked inside my rounded stomach. "Does the hem need shortening," she asked. "Let me adjust it for you."

She dropped to her knees and, under the pretense of pinning up my maternity dress, she parted my pussy lips gently with her fingers and leaned forward to touch my clit with her tongue. Oh God, I was suddenly SOOOO wet!

"That's wonderful," I murmured. I was close to cumming. Only one thing was lacking. "I think I need some adjustment in the rear," I told her. "Yes, of course," she replied, her voice blurred by my pussy juice in her mouth, my pubic hair against her lips. She reached her left hand around my bottom, wetted a finger in my pregnant pussy and gently massaged my asshole.

In the mirror I saw her image as she worked on my five-and-a-half months pregnant body and my own state of arousal. I could feel the sweet pressure deep in my pussy...I was going to orgasm soon. I grasped her head with both hands and pressed her face hard against my pussy. She responded by licking me faster and deeper...her tongue working like a piston as I got wetter and wetter until it felt like there was a river flowing between my legs.

"Oh God...I can't wait any more...I'm gonna cum," I panted as I closed my eyes and yielded to the sexual sensations. My pussy muscles contracted again and again as I orgasmed stronger than I'd ever done before. My knees were weak and the baby was kicking inside me as I slumped on the small chair at the back of the dressing room, my knees bent and wide apart as I panted and held my swollen tummy.

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