I think he liked to move apart the buttocks and see my anus and pussy. Then he massaged my feet. It turned me on even more. My pussy was leaking so mu...h that I left wet stain on the massage table after the massage) He played with me in such manner several times. He just saw me turning on, watched my wet pussy. His touches made me feel creepy all over and my heart was beating stronger. Most likely he understood that I was lecherous slut. But he didn’t’t fuck me the first time. So I came for. He lay there very quietly, holding me, kissing me, his big cock fully inside of me. “Are you all right?” he asks. “Yes,” I replied, tears streaming down my face. “I want you to fuck me like a woman,” I said, “Make me cum with your cock fucking my tight little pussy.” Slowly he started to move his cock in and out of my pussy. The hurt had gone away and all I could feel was his cock rubbing the inside of my pussy. It was so wet and hot, and I wanted him to fuck me really fast and hard. “Oh. I got there quite early so as to avoid the crowd. Within a few minutes, I had gathered all I needed and walked towards the checkouts. That's when I saw her. She was cute as ever, wandering in the same aisle. As I walked past her, she noticed me and hailed "Oh, hello sir!"We chatted a while in front of the coffee tables on sale; I even helped her chose one for its solidity and we ended up queuing at adjacent checkouts. As she was struggling with the package, I offered to help her carry it to her. ”“It’s extremely impolite to put their lives in danger ... and you do it all the time.”“I do not, Charles William,” I said. “Oh ... look at the pretty horses.”The rumble strips in the asphalt went rumble rumble. I corrected. “I wish they wouldn’t put those there ... it’s very distracting.”“No doubt about it ... I need a Jesus bar,” Chuck said. “I read in Popular Mechanics about California designing the rumble strips to sound like ‘Watch it Watch it Watch it.’”“That sounds like something.