Still holding her cheeks apart Tom moved his hands lower so that he was no longer holding her weight, instead the whole of her weight was balanced on ...is massive cock. At the same time he pushed himself forward, steadily but without relief.Chloe almost fainted with the stabbing pain but also the delicious feeing of being filled. More filled than she ever had. He forced his way into her, further and further. It was endless, she was getting light headed but still it continued.Then he grunted once. "Sir, can I help you find any thing in particular," Tay asked the gentleman. Strange, he still had sunglasses on but he was inside."Oh, no, I'm just browsing, looking for some good books to read," He replied."Alright, well let me or Jess know if you need any help," Tay replied as she went back to stocking the books. She felt the man's eyes on her for a moment more before he turned and walked away from her. Soon after that Tay heard the front bell ring.She continued to stock the shelves as she. Just as I was going to turn it off Olga said “leave it on a bit if you like, you never know we may find out who took it in the first place, and it’s not the first time I’ve seen you naked is it,” I said “I feel so embarrassed though, I can feel my face going red too hahaha!!! My tits look really huge on there, just look at the size of them. She said “mmmm a real pair of swingers, you sure have got bigger since we went nude swimming in the river, remember that day when you knickers and bra went. I look around. And in everyone’s eyes lies accusation. Disbelief. Contempt. Fear. Disgust. Rage. They’re the same emotions I saw on the daily growing up in Ghosttown, only magnified by a thousand. Cuz, being honest, people round here always seem to know when you’re from the dirty thirties. And they judge you for it.Except her. She doesn’t even bat an eye. Doesn’t whisper. Doesn’t smile either. Her eyes are trained on the bulge I’m trying to hide beneath a sling-bag. Those slate grays of hers.