But he did pick up the box beneath the display and tuck it under his arm.My entire body was literally covered with goose bumps."Next," was his only co...ment as he again turned and looked at me to make my next selection.I was determined to put a dent in his charge cards. Three hours later I succeeded. It took us three trips to carry it all out to the cab.You should have seen the cabbie's eyes!We made the slowest trip in a New York cab in history. Of course part of that reason just might have been. I just thought "Oh goody, that tingly squeezy thing is going to happen". As things started getting more sensitive I forgot my little construction empire as I began to lose myself in those magical feelings coming from my special place, swaying and sliding back and forth along the rope, feeling every bump and twist of the rope gliding along my lips and inner legs over my shorts and leggings.At some point I relaxed back, putting more of my weight directly on my crotch and suddenly all those. The feeling was completely different. I knew why they called itdoggy. Deep grunts came from my throat as he began fucking me. Hegrabbed my hips and held me still when his body slammed against me, andwhile the overwhelming level of pleasure had diminished, anotherfeeling, that of a dick really deep in me took over. How deep could heget. How opened could he get me to feeling, and then out of the blueanother orgasm hit me and I arched my back and pushed my head down onthe couch and my body lurched. .." Please, Mom," Kira pleaded, "let me have sex with him naturally ... like you did this morning ... twice."I exhaled a heavy breath. "Yes ... okay." I honestly wanted their first time to be as amazing as possible, and as much as I had advised them otherwise, I knew the extra thrill of letting a man fuck my pussy bareback, and I understood deeply how wonderful it felt when he came inside me. "Fine ... I think that's ... fine."Kira smiled and kissed my cheek. "Okay ... thanks, Mom." She leaned.