Two days later I shopped again and didn't see her. I wondered if I was being foolish about my fascination with her. I began going to the store every d...y about the same time, picking up a few things and wandering the aisles in search of her. Some days I managed to catch a glimpse of her at the end of an aisle, other times I'd walk right by and smile, checking out her costume of the day. She wore mostly shorts and tops, and once a short skirt that revealed her upper thigh as she bent to take. I regularly get groped in public places where my boobs are fiddled with and I even get spanked on my ass at times.When it comes to dressing.Well, mostly it’s jeans and t-shirts or shirt.But I also wear ethnic dresses as well. Short Kurtis and tight leggings at times.So it happened after my school farewell party.Oh sorry not school, it’s College farewell. So we girls have decided to try the traditional look but in a sexy way.So, I was wearing a black transparent saree with a backless blouse.I. He opened it for me spreading it along my shaft and onto my tight balls. I began jerking myself then pulled his hand along my hard dick. Together, hand in hand we wanked my hard cock. I commanded the speed and he willingly conformed. I sped up as I watched his eyes fixed on my hard cock.'Oh yeh, help me shoot' I moaned'Go for it' he whispered back. With those words I shot my heavy load through his fingers and halfway across the shop. “That was awesome,” he said.I smiled and agreed as I forced. " He said and watched me, I felt uncomfortable but only about his gaze not anything else.Then I realised that I didn't feel sore... on my ass. I went to touch it but stopped as Paul was there, he gave a small chuckle."While I carried to the bed I took the time to put some ointment on your backside, it was a bit sore. You'll need another coating later on today, but if you feeling a little better I'd try to get some sleep." Paul said watching me closely.I realised that my stomach wasn't moaning.