Old Navy changing room
Today I went shopping for new pants. I had four pairs I was trying on. One pair of jeans was pretty tight, but I liked the way they showed my package. As I looked in the mirror, I was getting pretty turned on and my meat snaked down my leg making a nice bulge. I took them off and stood naked in the changing room. I couldn't help but stroke my c***. Before long I knew I was about to c**. I grabbed the closest thing, which was the khakis I planned on buying, and dumped my load across the front of them. I got dressed and put them back on the hanger. Back in the store, I put them on the rack, grabbed a fresh pair and checked out.
Do they have cameras on the changing rooms?