Christmas shopping is a great excuse to be out there among crowds and gives me ample opportunity to observe people. They are generally so caught up in...shopping for others that they don't have time or energy to put up their emotional walls and their behavior becomes a reflection of their true selves, not hidden for society. It's real, raw emotion and personality.Another reason I enjoy Christmas so much is that I find it to be an erotic time of year. I've tried to figure out what, exactly, it is. However, after a few moments she did ease herself up and, like Miss Johnson, resisted the temptation to rub her bottom, and went over and stood by Miss Johnson and Lucy, turned to face Emma, and all the time make sure her hands were clasped tightly on top of her head.Emma again savoured the sight of the three naked women facing her with their hands on their heads, two of them with tearstained faces, and the third knowing that it was now her turn to be spanked.Emma glared at Lucy and ordered,. So I pulled in and walked up to the Out-Door Outhouse, There was only one guy inside side the stalls so I acted like I was taking a leek. I saw the guy looking at me thru the glory-hole. I started getting hard just looking at that eye looking at my cock. I started the pull on it until I got totally hard which only took about 30 sec. because I was turn on. I took a step back and looked into the other stall which none of them them had doors, and looked at the horny guy watching me JO.He stood up. The effect of her casual outfit - especially after my recent excitement in her bathroom - was electrifying."Feeling better? I'll get you some food and another drink." She unfolded effortlessly from the couch and passed close to me leaving a subtle air of vanilla and lavender perfume and musk as she went."I'm, um, fine thanks." I managed to say, my voice betraying the nervousness I felt. While she clinked around the kitchen I reminded myself that fantasies be damned, she was Marv's girl, even if.