" He planned to steerMom down the east wing of the mall, get her in front of the Teen GirlDress Shop, then suddenly go in, assuming she would follow. ...isky, buthe had promised BIM he would give it a try. He hoped that BIM's advicewas right; entering the store with Mom was going to work wonders. Butwhat would he say to Mom if she objected? This seemed more complicatedthan a chess game. Every move on his part would open up morepossibilities for her reaction. It could get out of control, but. It was very beautiful and fairly expensive.When Honey spied it in the antique shop she just stood there and stared at it the whole time she and Beth were in the store. My wife saw that Honey was fascinated with the treasure and added that to the other things she had decided to purchase. I get misty eyed when I watch Honey reverently wind the mechanism and place the ballerina into her magical dance.The two girls were on Honey's bed where Beth had dumped the packages. Honey was sorting through. I continue to lick and suck. You start to beg me to stop, but I ignore your pleas. Another orgasm approaches, and I push hard into your clit. You scream as you cum again, begging me to stop licking and fuck you, but I continue, devouring your sweet pussy, savoring your juices. You are whimpering, begging, pleading that I move on, but I do not, not until a third orgasm hits you. Your third orgasm hits harder than the others, you cum hard, spraying my face in cum. My tongue slows down, lapping up. Vani was getting hotter.I had a boner seeing the pussy shape of Bhavya. As planned I asked Bhavya if she wants full oil massage. She winked and said yes. I collected all the leftover oils in the bottles and brought them to the table. Bhavya said I don’t want my dress to get oil so I’ll change it to the towel.She went into the bathroom and removed all her dress. And wearing a white towel that we give to customers. She had sexy legs and she had waxed it recently. She laid on the table and I.