Your hand slides along my side, brushing my breast, lightly tickling my stomach, down to my hip and you kind of grab my ass a little before retracing ...he path back up. You press nibbling kisses to my shoulder and my neck. Turning my head a little, our eyes meet, and you find my mouth with yours. I open for you, allowing your tongue to dance with mine. You run your hand over my tits and roll my nipples between your fingertips as we kiss. Turning a little more I adjust until I am almost. " She opened the door to the dressing room and looked at me critically. I was absolutely mortified, standing there in a skirt with the door wide open for anyone to see (and by now there were about a half-dozen customers scattered about the store in additional to another couple of saleswomen). "Well the first thing is that we ladies usually wear our zippers in the back." With that, she grabbed the waist of my skirt and yanked it around until the zipper was indeed, in the back. That a. " she saidA few more minutes and she was fully stoned.She tried to get up to pee but fell down and giggled stupidly.I knew she would never make it to the bathroom. So I helped her sit on the edge of the bed."All right mother. You can pee now." Oooooh honey!" she whispered turning towards me and lifting her huge, pendulous breast in her hand. She let herself loose and the piss came out of her cunt mixed with cum.A few minutes later my mother fell back into the bed, her cunt wet with her juices. I have now lived 25 years alone and invisible to the world. Once the panic subsided, which took a long time I was able to see the up side. There are lots of advantages to not being seen. Many years have since passed and as I said before I have just mastered the art of hypnotism. She walked up to her sister in the mall and they started arguing. They both seem distressed and one walked out. She was about 5'6 with short straight blond hair and a nice curvy arse. They showed nicely in the jeans.