Anyway, I guess my point is I was probably about as un-sexy looking as I could be. After all I was going to just get out and shop. Not even in the bac... of my mind had I planned on what happened happening. The HyperMart store was dead. I have to tell you that the inside is huge, pretty much as large as a warehouse. Other than some light music playing overhead it seemed very quiet. I noticed a man and woman at the cash registers, but I could not see any other workers or shoppers, so it was. In my head, I was still jealous. He was rubbing my clit and tickling it as I went up and down. I was moaning loudly and scratching the back of his neck.P: Easy, baby. You don't want to leave those love marks, do you?I just smiled at him and continued fucking him. This guy is mine. For now. And yes, I wanted to leave those scratches at the back of his head.He removed my blouse and my bra and started caressing my nipples. My boobs were bouncing and I could see his eyes were glued on them.P:. He’s taking you slowly higher, and higher. His fingers touch you just the right way to cause you to shake with each contact, but not enough to give you your release. You feel your pussy clench against the fabric, sucking on it, wishing it was him, wanting to be touched, needing to be filled, but being denied. You’re moaning now, gyrating against his hand. Wanting to cum, needing to, but he maddeningly keeps teasing you, controlling your rise. “Fuck me,” you whine. This line a guarantee that. She led them down a short corridor to the examination rooms. There were four rooms, two on each side, separated by curtains. She indicated a room. She reached in a cabinet and pulled out a green paper hospital gown.“Strip to your underwear and put on this.” She handed Sam the gown. She turned to Jamie. “Ma’am, he is your son, so it is up to you whether you stay while he undresses!”The clerk pulled the curtain and walked back to her desk. Sam and Jamie watched her walk to her desk and sit.