I cum really hard when I watch one of those, but even though that would be hot, I doubt Janice would ever go for such a thing.Maybe some folks would b... disgusted that I actually like the taste of my own cum as it oozes from her freshly fucked pussy. I wonder if any of those people, especially most men my age, can say that they are having as much sex as I am. I think not. I'm sure that a lot of women out there can't brag that their husband always makes sure they cum. Perhaps the only complaints. He left and I was slightly stunned. He made me feel so cared for, and wanted. I spent a minute pretending to browse and left the shop, heading towards Karen’s house. I called her to see if she was in and thankfully she was, with a crippling hangover. Half of me thought, ‘serves her right.’ I felt incredibly vulnerable walking past all of the people in the street with my skirt blowing around in the Autumn wind. I was freezing in just Leila’s tight blouse, I was sure it wouldn’t have been too. I filed all this in the back of my head; I would definitely need to talk to George, and probably Barb, about it later."Here we are." Frederick's of Hollywood? Who exactly are we shopping for?" I grinned."Me. You. Barb," she smiled. "I thought I'd buy her a little present. If I can get her at least a bit interested in looking sexy, maybe she'll open up a little."The hours flew by after that. Heather and I spent the next few hours picking out this and that, trying things on, and giggling like. Lucky ran over to the couch and climbed back on top of me. “Oh lucky! Lucky! Take me! Take me now!” I yelled in desperate anticipation of his now protected cock. He once again took his cock into his hand and guided it toward my wet pussy. He let his cock slowly slide through his hand and enter my love whole. He pushed his cock all the way in until he was stopped by the hymen. He didn’t waste anytime and partially thrust out of my pussy and with a little more force; thrust forward breaking.