She leaned over and kissed me with passion. I went along. She reached for my zipper and began taking off my pants. I sat down on the toilet lid and sh... began stroking my already hard cock. She stood up and took the thong from around her ankles and placed them in my hand. She turned around and sat on my hard cock, allowing it to go into her wet pussy. I placed my hands on her wonderful hips and she rode my cock. For about 5 minutes, she bounced up and down, faster and faster as time went by. I. As soon as I was presentable, she led me back to the checkout counter, and had her clerk box up my purchases and ring up the price of the two bras. She had a sly smile on her face. I couldn’t help blushing,because the clerk knew what had been going on in the changing room. I had been so distracted after the orgasmsthat I had forgotten to put my own nylon panties back on. The little ball of nylon was resting on top of the counter. I snatched them up and stuffed them into the plastic bag. I had. Stacey now knew that she belonged completely to Lyle, that he owned her, reclaimed her, and would keep her for life. Tears poured down her cheeks as she took in the full significance of having an owner again. Her daughter, her Melissa, would grow up safer than ever, with a mother still around to raise her, and when she was fourteen, she would have great odds of becoming a sponsor herself. If Melissa didn’t pass, there was no longer a doubt in Stacey’s mind that Lyle would keep her as part of. I did this for tworeasons, one is I just had to talk to some one, but also was open mindedsexually and would give me her honest opinion.Tammy paused for a long time and finally said, "Cathy you know that quiteoften men who are obsessed with women in sexy clothes and lesbians haveother true agendas." What? I am not sure what you mean?" I was truly lost in her train ofthought."I mean Steve may not be telling you all of his fantasy or even what hereally wants. Also I want to hear what really turns.