But alas, we are in public. I whisper to you that I can feel my pussy getting wetter from the very thought of it. I look around to see who all is in ...ur area. I notice a man with a huge cart of produce, unloading one box at a time into the refrigerated bins. We move down the aisle to where the cucumbers are. I start picking them up, one at a time, running my hands over them to feel their firmness, their girth, feeling the knobs and the curves imaging how it will feel deep in my wet pussy.. Hehad my arms pinned with his legs and his crotch was almost by my head."Jason, let me up." I screamed. I didn't like feeling so helpless andunable to move.Jason just laughed and then started tickling me, which made me wiggleand squirm even more."Jason, please stop. You're killing me. Jason, please stop ticklingme." I yelled half laughing and half screaming."You don't look very dead to me. Actually you look and sound very aliveand very much like a little girl. You're acting more and more like. Show it all to me!No Sir, it's too ... Lost in thoughts for a few seconds ... Yes Sir, it's so embarassing!Haha, I bet! But no way you can escape from it. You're still up for punishment by me, dear.Better be obedient isn't it? Moments later: ... Yes, Sir. Of course, Sir. Thank you, Sir. Jennifer looks at my eyes, while my focus lowers to her tight teen slit, now so close to me.I let her build up her excitement for quite a while. She starts to moan and closes her eyes.Foxy fantasies you employ,. ”Debbie was contentedly moaning as I began to lick her fanny lips and then I pushed my tongue into the entrance of her love tunnel. I was probing Debbie's fud as fast as I could when it began to convulse, she groaned, her body spasmed, and cum flowed. The contented smile on her face as I licked out every drop of her sweet nectar was priceless. I drew myself up beside Debbie, and we shared a French kiss, my tongue soaked with her juices. Debbie then worked her magic on my fanny, and she soon had.