He nodded happily. "And newones," she noted. He nodded again. "Well..."Chad was confused. "Well what?" Well, stand up so I can see. That's what!"...Oh." He felt like he was being inspected all over again. But as hegot up out of his chair so Robin could see what he was wearing better,it struck him that her little "critiques" of his outfits every morninghad also become the "usual." Typical.Robin's face went from happy to frustrated... or was it angry. She rolledher eyes. "Humph!" A. Her bludging breasts, long slender legs, glistening hair...He continued on into town..stopping only when he got to "The Pelican Post". The "Post" as all of the locals called it was more than just a grocery store...it also doubled as the post office, hardware store and clothing store. It was one of those little places that seemed to have everything and yet had nothing. Alex and Shelly had owned and operate the old place for decades. Michael went in and as usual picked up some groceries,. A second finger joins the first, and struggles to force its way into my tight pussy. I am throbbing, aching, panting with need. I didn’t want it to feel this good, but my body is betraying me.The businessman, from now on let’s call him Chris, won’t tear his eyes from my skirt. I think Daddy finally realised we have a viewer, because his fingers are slowing, and he finally stops fucking my tender pussy. My relief is palpable, until Daddy’s other hand goes to my front, and slowly starts to raise. He lookedjust above her slit to see if he discerned a little bulge in her lowerabdomen.D?s discomfort only increased when she turned around and walked awayfrom him back over to the middle of the room. The long legs ended in arounded heart shaped butt that his palms almost quivered to touch. Themuscles flexing and relaxing as she walked was mesmerizing.Years of training allowed D to keep himself under control and focus histhoughts where they needed to be.When D could speak again, he said, "I.