She saw a new found weakness in me. I have admit I was enjoying her new power over me. She would slip in comments in our conversations like" I wore a ...hort skirt to the grocery store today with no panties and I loved feeling the cool air on my naked pussy." She would say things like " the stock boy was looking at my legs as I was bent over and my pussy got wet". I once told her to actually let some lucky guy see her pussy. She could tell by the tone of my voice that I was excited by that. She. The feeling of surrendering to me, allowing me to play your body like an instrument, strumming, stroking, never at the same tempo for more than a few seconds is almost maddening. Your hips push up against me with every stroke trying to draw me in deeper. Your moans louder as you feel me sliding out, sometimes just an inch, sometimes so just the head of my cock remains inside. I release your hands and without words, just a look between us, tell you to leave them over your head and in order to do. She tried to turn her head so she could spit at him and he was certain if he was close enough she would have taken a bite out of any male flesh within reach.Tamara's tight rear door was a delight to find out deep in the woods and he immediately began thinking about how he might be able to change the girl's attitude to one more accepting of joining their little band of Looters. He didn't spank her bottom like he was in a habit of doing with the other girls that bent over for him because he. He knew their smell.The brats were driving out to Makeout Hill, far outside the city. Mason had never been there, but he knew of it, a place where teenagers and young adults went to make out, kiss, maybe secretly fuck under the light of the moon.It never occurred to Mason to stop himself, never crossed his mind to put an end to this insanity, and just go back to the store he was supposed to be watching. He hadn’t called in the theft, or his assault. He locked up the store but hadn’t closed it.