" I said. "Whatever, Bill. Just do what you want. I won't bother you anymore." She left, slamming the door behind her. I felt like an asshole. This wa... why I didn't socialize with people. It always got weird and awkward. I reviewed the conversation in my mind, trying to figure out where it had gone wrong. I mean, maybe I'd made assumptions about the girls, but wasn't it on them to prove me wrong? As much as I thought it through logically, I couldn't shake the feeling that somehow Mel was right,. He watched as the little tease touched her necklace and then ran her fingers down her cleavage. Hank felt his rock-hard cock jump at this little trick.Sarah grabbed the shirts and turned to walk back up the aisle towards the middle of the store. She saw Hank standing at the edge of the department. She made sure the boys were behind her and moved towards Hank. As she got closer she noticed a young girl standing up next to her mom. She saw Hank staring at her and the girl was now running her. A gentle song on the breeze, a faint voice drifting on the ether. He couldn't make out the words, but the song seemed to call to him. It was the voice of a young woman and the song seemed to hold promise, a deep longing that set an ache in his heart. He turned off the path, his pace quickened as he followed the faint singing of that pure, musical voice. The song was beautiful but alien, it seemed to contain the sighing of the wind and the rustle of the leaves, deep aching longing merged with. I pushed a soapy index finger into her rosebud and softly pumped in and out of it.After finishing with a few deep thrusts into her, I pulled my hand back, soaped up again and continued washing down the backs of her legs. When I got to her feet, Lynn turned and allowed me to wash up her body. I stopped, of course, to make sure the strawberry patch was fully soaped and that her clit was so clean that it was sending happy, pleasure messages throughout her whole body. When she had shivered and.