He started to kiss and lick my neck telling me how much he wanted me. I had never been so turned on in my entire life. My cock was rock hard and my bo...xers and thin dress pants did nothing to hide the bulge. I kept looking around the store to see if anyone noticed, but everyone seemed to go about their business. He continued to kiss my neck then I felt his tongue lick my neck. Soon I felt his hands on my hips holding my body tight to his showing me he was in control. I totally love large,. He certainly wasn't one of my problems. Well, maybe he was, because he's getting older, too,and he's older than I am. I'm forty-two. He's fifty. Or will be next month. So, yes, he was a problem. Works too hard, plays too little, getting around to heart attack time. But he's cheerful, and fun, and he still says I'm beautiful. I love him."Dear old Martha," he said, smiling that "I care about you" smile he has. I know that one, just as I know all the others. That one is the best, I think. "I wish. "You're going to like this a lot once you get used to it." Get used to it? What do you mean?" Just get undressed, Kim," Mommy ordered softly, "and we'll have some fun." Yes, ma'am." Kim unbuttoned her white blouse and slid it off her trembling shoulders. She tried to cover her flat chest as she unzipped her Navy blue pleated skirt and slid it down her slender legs.Mommy stopped her as she bent over to remove her white over-the-knee socks. "No, Kim, don't take them off. That would be indecent.". They heard the low moan again. Another low moan came from out of the shadows, not the same place as the other sounds, and a soft splatting sound on the floor. Then the slide of coarse fabric as someone who had been leaning against the wall slid down it to the ground. “Who’s there?” she whispered, panicked. Breaking apart, the two teenagers dived for their clothing. “Who is it?” she hissed. She felt a thrill of fear course through her body as an older woman stepped from the shadows. “You.