" She wanted to hear him tell her how much he wanted her. She wanted to hear him talk dirty. In her heart of hearts, she wanted to hear him beg to fuc... her."He shuffled, and didn't say anything. Finally he said "I just want to hold you." She felt her heart drop, and she had to keep herself from crying. "Good old Stanley," she thought. "He's trying. He's not a perv like me, but he's trying." He must have seen her crestfallen look, because he tried again. "I want to make love to you." but it. The room was so quiet, if I didn’t hear my breathing I would have thought I had gone deaf or somehow ended up back in the room of silence.“Help me,” said a voice, only it sounded like someone calling from a long distance and I didn’t recognize the voice.I looked around in the dark again, still unable to see anything. I reached out and my hand brushed one of the shelves lining the walls. I stepped closer and felt for anything on the shelf. Something should offer some kind of light. I found. I turn you around so your breasts touch the cold glass mirror, and plunge myself deep inside of you. Gripping your hips I slam into you, with two deep thrusts I release cum deep inside your tight pussy. You quiver under the rush of your orgasm, and tremors rack your entire body as you come. Breathless we kiss before hastily getting dressed. With flushed faces, we hurriedly leave the changing room. We leave a crumpled pile of suits on the floor of the cubicle in our wake. As we exit the shop,. "Bring my shopping inside, will youJill?" Alison tossed over her shoulder before she dragged me inside."Sure thing," her girlfriend agreed. Jill checked out the oversizedplaypen on the veranda and grinned in wicked anticipation. She collectedthe plastic bags from the handles of the stroller and skipped into thehouse. Alison dragged me straight upstairs, and I was grateful she didn'tmake me climb down on all fours and crawl all the way up to the Nursery.Jill dumped the bags of shopping and her.