“Listen Max,” she replied. “We’ve known one another for what? Over two years?” she said. He said yes. “You’re doing well, really well. L...t’s do something a little different. Let’s go outside, get a little fresh air, and clear that mind of yours. How’s that sound?” He said okay. They put their pens and papers down and took off on a walking trail so he could clear his mind. They walked for ten minutes, not saying a word to one another. All of a sudden, she realized something grave was bothering. Deke pulled up to the garage, stopping close to the side porch, just off the kitchen, and I walked out there, hugging myself in my big t-shirt. It was blue, baby blue with a big pink heart, and covered my butt, barely. I'd had it a long time. All I wore under that were some flimsie white panties, but I didn't really think about it anyway. I just couldn't believe Deke would drive over to my house in the middle of the day."What are you doing? Are you crazy?" I started yelling, sounding like a. I continue rubbing my left breast asKatie sucks the right and slowly let my hands drift down my hips.Internally I feel a connection between my breasts and my voided area.This must be how women feel during sex. I feel my whole body istransmitting pleasure signals to my brain all at once. I let my left-hand slip underneath my voided area. I stop at the fleshy folds, I feltmyself quiver again and moan softly after I let my finger push betweenmy folds. They are as sensitive as the tip of my penis. “But you have such yummy melons now.”My pussy spasmed on the cucumber. My orgasm burst through me. I gasped and moaned, shuddering on the produce table. I bucked back into the melons as the rippling delight rushed to my mind. It dribbled over my thoughts, coating them in more marshmallowy goodness. I screamed out my pleasure, letting the entire grocery store know I loved this cucumber.“It’s so firm! It’s perfect! It the most perfectest cucumber!”“Oh, my god,” a woman gasped, her cart backing.