She would alternate between the mens and the ladies departments depending on which was the busiest. One Wednesday afternoon it was quiet in the store ...s she was on the ladies section, she was qualified in the 'bra fitting' department, we would love that wouldn't we lads.This Wednesday a mature woman had an appointment booked at 1:30pm, she arrived on time. Now whenever this procedure was carried out a certain area of the shop was enclosed especially for this facility, a red engaged light came. Such a satiny knob, and so damned big, so very strong. Every woman worth the name is envious of me right now, because that lovely young cock is mine.’ Knees shaking, Jerry got up from the table, and, she took him by the prick, holding lovingly to it, using it like a steering handle to guide him back to that magic bedroom. ‘Hard as a rock,’ she whispered, ‘but covered with silk, a wonderful, fabulous prick, my darling. And I’m going to do something different to it now.’ Jerry let her. "Ok honey here's your dessert," She said walking in. To my surprise she was carrying two big bowls of ice cream on a tray. "What?" was all I was able to manage. "Sorry honey, but our anniversary isn't until tomorrow and you would want to spoil all of our fun tonight. Now wouldn't we?" she teased. "Tomorrow will you make my favorite dessert?" I said as she handed me a bowl. "Sure honey," she said with a weird smile "And maybe you can make mine." she muttered under breath. "Huh?" "Oh nothing." "I. Perhaps the lies weren’t that small, but the girls were somewhat naVve as to what they were likely to get away with. At first these lies didn’t worry them while they were enjoying so much themselves in Throb. Throb was an aptly named resort they found, as this was exactly what their cunts did all the time after each day. They soon got used to days of sex on the beach, in the night clubs, in the hotel and in the bar. They soon stopped wearing any clothes at all: carrying all they needed in.