Next I padded out the bra with a few rolled up sports socks before I pulled on a soft wool sweater dress. I had managed to purchase a pair of large s...zed leather pumps from the Internet a few months before and they looked really good against the black Lycra cladding of my legs. Next came a very long, blue cashmere scarf. I don’t know what it is about scarves but they always deliver up the idea of bondage when I see a scarf tied around a girl’s neck. This morning I simply wound the scarf once. I gave everyone a rum and Coke including Wendy and we just kind of looked at each other not knowing what to say. Wendy whose drink I had mixed very strong turned her cup up and started to cough saying “oh my God I can’t believe I just drank that yuk.” We all started laughing thank goodness that had broken the ice and it was not long till we were all laughing and talking again. I gave everyone another drink and Wendy looked at me funny and just turned it up again. She looked up at me and said. Then I noticed a sale sign and started looking at the items, I picked up some more stuff and absent mindedly stuck the pencils in my back pocket of my skin tight blue jeans. I have a bad habit of not bothering to get a cart to put stuff in. I never think I am going to need one.I checked out and left the store, I had gotten about two steps outside of the door and someone grabbed my shoulder. He was a big man with very powerful hands, he emanated authority with his sheer size, like the kind of. It felt wonderful, and the feeling got more and more intense as the path converged closer and closer to her nipples. Finally she abandoned the figure eights, painting her nipples with the tip of my cock.As good as it felt, it wasn't as satisfying as when she had been sucking on me. "Samantha, I need you to suck my dick some more." She made no sign that she had even heard me, and just kept rubbing my prick against her tits. "Please Samantha! I really need you to do that. I'll do anything.".