Thankfully the changerooms aren't nearly as busy as the shop itself, a little less stressful for her first public naughty dare.

The mrs, naked, on her knees, looking into the camera as she enjoys the hard cock in front of her, lips wrapped hungrily, hands on the shaft.

I see all the usual signs;
of the cock twitch as it cums,
filling her mouth.
Of her expression,
of joy,
of fulfillment,
of excitment,
as she swallows,
devouring the cock.

I see it all....
But it's not my camera
And it's not my cock
Yet,
the feeling,
her look,
are unmistakable.

She sees beyond the changeroom,
Through the lens,
Her eyes gaze upon me,
Not the other in the room with her.
Subservient, obedient,
Serving me, obeying me.