“Let me give you one piece of advice, though: remember that we are going to have to carry all of these toys in our backpacks, so keep in mind weight...and size considerations, okay?”Her eyes were enormous, but she nodded.“Good. Now I’ll be back in about an hour, so get started!” And I left.While she was shopping for toys, I had a different agenda. Bit by bit, store by store, I got what I needed, then returned to the sex toy shop to pick up a submissive.When I got back to the toy store, she was. That is one hot outfit. We’ll be able to pick out the pussy hounds right off. They’ll be the ones hanging close to you hoping to tap some of that cute ass of yours.’ ‘That doesn’t bother me as long as I don’t look cheap. I don’t, do I?’ ‘Hell, no. You look positively elegant–the epitome of an executive wife.’ Dan was wearing light tan slacks, a navy-blue, open-necked shirt with a collar and a light blue blazer. ‘Could you get me a cup of coffee, honey?’ I asked. ‘Sure,’ he said and left the. "Fuck me, she said. "Really?" "One of my fondest memories was when you popped my cherry with that sweet cock. Some times when my husband is fucking me--when he fucked me-- I'd think about you and me. It was a truly lovely time." Holly opened my pants with eager shaking hands and extracted my cock, tugging it gently to a full erection. She smiled fondly down at it. She turned around so that I was standing behind her. This would be the only possible way in which to penetrate her. I knelt down. Priya was out of breath. Both of us were almost 15 minutes early and the next people wouldn’t arrive until 45 minutes later. It was just us!We exchanged greetings and she turned red as I slowly inched my way closer to hers. I placed my hand on her elbow and she slowly looked up at me with those beautiful eyes.“Come on,” I said, “The room is all ours.” Priya stopped and turned red and covered her face. She was unsure about this, so I decided to take it slow. I stroked her hair as I slowly looked.