So, it isn't surprising that his mind would wander during his workingday and that, with the nature of man, some of these thoughts wouldbe.... 'unhealt...y'.As with any red blooded male these thoughts focussed on the women thatsurrounded him daily - his female colleagues on the shop floor, behindthe deli counter etc but mainly the checkout 'girls' and most of allSusan the Checkout Manager and Mrs Ramsay - the Store Manager. However,his desires were not of the expected lust to bend any one of. I hold steady knowing what's coming and my eyes lock on Rob. The look he gives me is telling; he knows that this guy is going to finish before we do. My tongue lays flat against the pulse of his silky cock as I pull my fingers away from my pussy.I ease up, gliding right back to the head. I begin bobbing up and down again as my fingers continue to stroke, swirl, stroke, and swirl. The throbbing builds under my palm and I feel him tense. ‘There it is,’ I think and pull back just in time to see. Did a perfect job first time. It felt as if I wasrepeating a task I'd performed many times before.Went outside for a walk in the afternoon, and felt self-conscious atgoing out in public as a woman for the first time while feeling quitecomfortable actually being a woman. Enjoyed the feel of the lightbreeze on my legs and pussy - I wasn't wearing anything under my dress- and even the appreciative looks I got from passing men. I'm glad noneof them tried anything on though. I still had the mind of. The decision he had made earlier freed him from all of his self-imposed moral restrictions. He felt thirteen again, deeply in love and on fire with new and exciting feelings.Their tongues and bodies were moving with lustful aggression. Deana slowed down and wiggled side-to-side with a determined purpose. He filled his lungs and let the silky fabric of his sister's nipples slide across his chest, then he stepped back and watched the robe finish opening. Her cotton-puff domes swelled and turned a.