This was one beautiful woman, and not just because she was quickly working me towards an orgasm. She completed her task and now hundreds of tiny parti...les were working their way to her sweet stomach. She looked up at me and licked her lips. "Good morning," she said."You're damn straight this is a good morning!" I replied. I pulled her up and kissed her lightly. I didn't want to subject her to my morning breath. I pulled away a little and said, "Let me up. I need to brush my teeth."She replied. We walked in and out of all the stores intentionally. We loved the attention and knew if we kept going, the guards would be along soon. They always showed up. Sometimes there were new younger ones there that we haven't had the pleasures of yet. Sometimes it was the old farts. Either way, they always showed up ready for us.We spent several minutes walking around and chatted up the clerks. Male ones, of course. But some of the girls were interesting as well. Most of the girl clerks just glared. The snap of the screen door announced the arrival of one of the youngsters. Scott appeared at the patio door and walked out on the deck, sporting what might have been interpreted as a knowing smile. ‘Hi,’ he said, tentatively. ‘Hi Scott. This is Bonnie Simpson, from Calgary,’ he said simply. ‘Nice to meet you Ms. Simpson,’ he acknowledged, his eyes flicking back and forth between his father and Bonnie. He glanced again at both his father and Bonnie, and decided retreat was the appropriate. Stop!' But I could feel her cunt opening under my lascivious attentions, and so could she! Her distress became almost uncontrollable. 'Oh, my God!' she screamed in her desperation as my finger found its way to her clitoris and lovingly titillated it; spasmodically she squeezed her thighs together in her vain attempts to defend herself. Unheeding her agonised pleadings, I continued to tickle her clitoris for a few delicious moments, then I gently passed my finger along her cunt and between its.