He felt sodesperate that even Dave would even suffice.The store was huge, vast and loaded with clothing. There were threelevels. The ground floor was ...omen's wear, the first level was men's wearand lingerie, and the top floor was children's, household, and makeup.This was the stuff he used to dream about, to be able to go into a storeand buy girly things without being looked at strangely but he wished foran accomplice more than anything.As he moved through the aisles, letting his hand run free. It felt so good on his cock. As Beth sucked her tits he then fucked her harder and harder. he felt her muscles relax and soon she seemed to enjoy the monster up her cunt. Then he felt her cunt grab his cock as the young Sara came. This made him fuck harder yet and he was ponding her pussy feeling her cum again and again, each time pulsing against his cock. the last time he could not hold back and he then filled her tight hole with his cum. He pumped a huge load in that newly fuck cunt. As he. At my husband’s request, I was wearing a classy, yet sexy outfit: black pleated skirt (maybe a little on the short side), a crisp white cotton blouse, heels (not too high, but high enough), a pearl choker necklace, and plenty of make-up. Perhaps more important was what I was wearing underneath. David always appreciates the effort and I even feel sexy, when I wear a garter belt, and stockings under my street clothes when in public (we’ll consider our house “public” for this event due to the. "Do you trust me enough to do it here?" He asked as he rubbed his hand over my double d tit. "But won't someone see us or hear us?!" I asked a little astounded by his questinon. He looked at me and said happily " Nope this wing is under construction, no cameras or anything and no one's worked on it for the past year. " I look at him with a vulnerable look. "Take it Nick, you deserve it. You saved me from cutting myself, cause I would have been cutting untill I died." He hugged me as.