Saks is something like seven floors. Half of one is devotedto men's, half to kids and another floor is purses. The rest is women'sclothes. I was alway... amazed at the difference and, intrepidanthropologist that I am, decided to explore. I took the escalator up.The second floor was stuff for teenage girls, or women who wanted todress like them. I skipped it. I never liked when thirty year oldstried to look fifteen. I always wanted to say, "Grow up." I went upanother floor. High end party stuff.. ....oh.........I won't........oh...I won't.......I promise not to spill.....God...oh my.........a drop of your precious load!"He releases her and you watch her walk to you, takeing in her slutty beauty, enhanced by the heavy makeup she's put on to please this man. She turns and straddles your chest, the spikes of her shoes just inches from your stare and she begins to lower herself. You watch as the garter straps dig into her flesh, growing taut with her exertions. You gaze up at her pouty,. “Fuck her little pussy.” Marie lay there without moving. She moaned slightly as her sister’s large breasts rubbed against hers. Alice aligned her body with Marie’s and started to move up and down. She pressed down on Marie’s body a little more firmly. She suddenly felt the nice warm silky puddle of cum on Marie’s pussy. “That’s a good girl fuck that little pussy for daddy’s friends.” Josh picked up Alice sat her up in front of Marie, and opened Marie’s legs. He weaved Marie’s legs between and. ” She stopped. Jane saw that she was blushing furiously. Chrissy tried to continue, “He doesn’t see...he doesn’t l-lift up your...”Ah. Jane was definitely curious now. Why was Prissy Chrissy asking about this? She deliberately met Chrissy’s eyes and finished her sentence for her: “He pulls up my skirt, yes.” Chrissy gasped slightly and looked away again. Jane wondered how Chrissy would react if she went on to describe being spanked with a metal ruler while bent over a teacher’s desk in.