In any matter, she could have rivaled Helen of Troy. She walked closer and I desperately tried to hide my growing erection. At this point, I knew she ...as trying too; her hair was nicely styled showing off a powerful blonde dye. She wore a summery dress with a nice floral pattern and with every whisk of it against the breeze I could imagine the outline of her body. A pushup bra expressed her breasts in a way that made me appreciate her 32D’s. It was a far cry from the sweatshirt and sports bra. I couldn't get enough of her sweet juices but after a couple of body quivering, toe curling orgasms her clit was extra sensitive and she grabbed my hair begging me to take a break. I reluctantly pulled away licking my lips and savoring the taste of her sweet pussy while I soaked in her beautiful naked body with my eyes. "Wow, great for the pussy baby but tough on the back. " Carolyn said still sitting on the floor. I got up quickly and helped her into her chair then knelt beside her. "You are. He was of medium height and quite pudgy, with thick lensed glasses. I never regarded Christi as a femme fatale but since she’sbeen going with Efan she’s become insatiable and can’t get enough ofhis enormous weapon. Christi used to be quiet, almost shy but not anymore. She has a nice figure for her age – 36. She has firm, well-shaped breasts and long, shapely legs. In our 15 years of marriage,neither of us had strayed before. Efan soon settled in, almost one of the. I wriggled around on the chair, trying to get comfortable, but I had no success. I had to pee and there was no escaping it. I knew that if I messed up my clothes any further, or left anything on the chair when we left, I would be in real trouble. Mistress isn’t mean or cruel, but occasionally she likes to see me in real distress. If I did something that I knew she didn’t want, I wouldn’t put it past her to lay me over her legs, right here in Bloomies, lift my skirt and spank my thong covered.