He whispered, "I just want you to know how it feels to need loving and have it denied night after night. This is just the first time for you."He laugh...d as he pulled his cock from her waiting body. He grabbed her hands as she reached for her clit, intending to give herself what she so wanted and needed. But he intended to deny her even this avenue of release. "Please, I've got to cum. I'm so close. Please, just a touch. Please!" But he just looked at her and shook his head. He turned her over. That caused me to begin rubbing my cunt on her face harder. I wanted her to start eating that pussy. I was hot, and I wanted to come all over Marge's face. She was sucking on my labia now. She was learning, as I used my fingers to fuck her cunt. I knew exactly where her special spot inside was. I found it and she squealed and trembled with lust. I fingered her until she was crying out how much she wanted it, begging for more. My pussy was leaking juices onto her face. "See Marge, see, sweetie,. She had decided to dress up for Wednesday. She wore a white blouse, a sweater, and a short, just above the knee, light orange-colored skirt with matching orange heels. It was form fitting, and it fit her 5'7" 113 lb. frame very well. The blouse showed a little cleavage and the skirt showcased her nice shapely legs, and her long shoulder length brown hair was combed to perfection. She was getting looks from the other men on the train, but Karla wasn't paying any attention to any of them... she. The saleslady concurred and said something more softly to her that I didn't hear, and they shared a laugh. After a few more minutes she said she would have to think about it and that we might be back, and the ritual of taking them off and replacing them with her sexy shoes. (note, on a later meeting with her I did end up coming all over them and some stockings that were never worn again).Once back in the mall I asked her what the saleslady had said to her, and she smiled and said, "She said it.