I stood in front of her and gently placed my hands on her thighs. She opened her eyes in immediate shock and I brought one of my fingers to my lips si...ently indicating for her to be quiet. Then returned my hand to her thigh and slid both hands slowly up towards her opened pussy, she didnt stop me so I lightly stroked her pussy lips which were covered in dark pubic hair. I very slowly slid two of my fingertips up and down her folds, enjoying spreading her slick juices all over her pink lips. She. "He looks up at me, squinting slightly. "What? Am I blocking the aisle?" No, no. Come on. Get up. This is important. Do I look like a serial killer?" I smile. I can be rather pretty when I smile.Leaning over, I take his warm hand. He slowly stands up and I drag him down the aisle and around the end of the stack. There's a small alcove behind it formed by a buttress extending from the outer wall up against the shelving from behind."Wha... what? Okay, what is going on?" he demands to know. It. We were just a happy laughing sloppy sucking family. Momma bird feeding the baby birds. I could see Daddy’s hand busy down below on Mommy, too. She was really humping it. I knew she wanted fucks now. I said “Janice, why don’t you quit being so lascivious and just fuck the man?” Haha, Deedee, her eyes got real wide at that, I can tell you, and Daddy said “yeah, listen to the little whore.” (And again you’ll notice, Deedee, that I’m finally learning that word can be a verb, too.) So. Lying next to her favorite skipper she ruminated on those thoughts again. Would living with a person be good or not so? The constant presence and support had some value but she wasn’t ready for sexual exclusivity yet. It might get too boring and she was still young. Tony’s perception of her feelings was reassuring though and something she hadn’t expected. Obviously what her twat did wasn’t a breaking point. What he did to her mentally and physically was a highly attractive thing too. How to.