) I looked her over as she stood in line and she looked me over where I sat with a mischievous smile on her full lips. Then I looked at the way she mo...ed her hips as she sauntered to a table close at hand. Her? Our? Story in poetical prose of rhythmic stanzas that will curl a girl's toes. No rings she donned, “I’m a free woman” her song, As she crossed her long shapely legs, And looked at me impishly one table away, I safely went back to my book and read. I felt young eyes staring at me, With. The sight and the feeling were overwhelming I started thrusting into her frantically. Hard and fast like never before. Her legs fell off my waist and she was raising her hips, meeting my thrusts. The friction felt so freaking good, Im nearing the point of no return. Oh fuck Mia! Im gonna cum! I collapsed on top of her and held her tight as I shot my hot seed deep into her. She was rubbing my back as I nibbled her neck until I was drained. Her tight pussy milking every drop of cum. I rolled onto. After choosing several pairs of socks, a pair of white linen pantsbecause his mother insisted, and two pairs of very girlish sandals thatwould show off his newly painted toes for all of the world to see, Wendywas having more fun than he could remember. One pair of sandals wastrimmed in pink sequins that he thought went so well with his new toenailpolish that he insisted on wearing them while he continued to shop aroundthe store. Madge and Wilma watched him as he strolled around looking atthe. For the past few weeks of their acquaintance, she had hinted at something like this, skirting his questions expertly as she teased him with mere words. She lips pecked his for the last time as she softly spoke: “I’m going to fetch a few more things, alright? Try to relax, pet.”As he listened for her footsteps leaving the room, he tried to breathe as deeply as he could, his imagination running wild the longer she left him alone. She had left his jeans on, after requiring that his shirt be left.