So, took him again and he began enjoying it, especially the looks salesgirls give him. Now he's always ready for it. Even today, he would have come, b...t he felt odd with you being with me." You do lingerie shopping with him?" I asked in surprise."Oh yes. He picks out everything and even tells me what looks good on me and what doesn't." You're shameless."At the mall, we bought a suit for Simon, a shirt for Kevin, two dresses and matching panties and bras for ourselves. While we were selecting. I slid both hands from her hips to spread her cunny wide open, my tongue pressing into her warm hole, head moving back and forth as I tongue fucked her, two fingers soon replacing my mouth as I started hard, pounding my hand and fingers to her. I was soon rewarded as a rush of warm and slippery female fluids sprayed against my fingers, moving my mouth quickly to lick up some of the mess with a few content sighs. 'Mmm delicious..' I licked off a few fingers and pressed my tongue back into her,. She was surely enjoying this. The thought of me being the instrument of her pleasure made my cock hard and wild. At this moment we were both participating in this wild session with full involvement. She was feeling orgasms over orgasms. As, I was ready to cum I pulled my dick out of her but she grabbed it and guided it right back in and told me to continue “ I am on the pills, cum inside me, deep inside” Within few seconds I butted all inside her. She must have felt that because she screamed. Not you. You approach this more like a science project. Look at that hairdo. It is one of the more ridiculous and feminine things ever invented in the fifties, extremely difficult to do, you pulled it off on your second try and just walk around with it, not blinking an eye. How did it feel when you finished the style and looked in the mirror? Any reaction? Did you feel sexy? Ashamed? Beautiful? Good Looking? Did you feel lighter? How do you feel when you see yourself in rollers? Or with you.