I kept running her words throughmy mind. Did she really want to sleep with another man? My wife? Mybest friend? Or was she simply trying to prove a po...nt. That must beit. She was simply trying to show me how much she was against the ideaof me dressed up.Nothing was said about it again for a while, but unfortunately, if shewas trying to suppress my fantasy, her strategy had the oppositeeffect. My mind kept telling me that if I really wanted it, all I hadto do was say so. I didn't really think. She toyed with my panty line as my breath quickened. In the next cubicle I could hear woman trying on clothes. Suddenly the shop assistant tweaked hard on my nipple I whimpered. Her hand made its way past my panty line to my already sopping pussy. She held her hand there while she crouched down slowly, running her tongue down my back, nibbling on butt cheeks. God it felt good. She parted my legs and in the mirror I could see her finger slide between my labia and into my glistening wetness. I. He shoved his cock into her as hard as he could, fucking her and strangling her at the same time.Suddenly, he felt a strange pain between his shoulders. He let go of her neck, and his dick came out of her as he tried to reach behind his back. He looked confused.Greg had decided to take the day off to hike the falls. This time, he took a trail he hadn’t been on yet. As he hoped, the mid-week trailhead wasn’t crowded. Only a few cars were around. He gathered his pack and headed up the few miles. Jenny called about doing lunch at 11 and that sounded good to me. It was even better when she said "I'm bringing cold cut subs and soup from the down town deli."The war zone outside had ended just as Jenny came in. I guess the crew had quit for lunch.After we had finished lunch Jenny told me that the surviving rapists were most likely going to take a plea instead of going to trial. The state was going for the death penalty if it went to trial because of the number and severity of the crimes..