She shopped for shoes, books and lingerie. She bought some scanty V string underpants, uplifting bras and a cutout lace corset that she would wear out... to dinner. Joan has an extensive collection of sexy underwear and she loves wearing it and showing it off. After shopping Joan had lunch at Signature Room at the 95th in the John Hancock Center. She told me that the food was outstanding and the view staggering. After lunch she went to Navy Pier, just a short walk away. She took a ride on the. "I have set aside enough money for this. I need this." Her breasts were like brown eyes staring at me. They looked inviting. I stared at them. I followed the dip of her stomach, the diamond belly ring, to the shaved cleft of her legs, the landing strip to my own wealth. I could feel myself becoming wet, ready to fuck, by the intensity of the negotiations, "Seven hundred extra?" I would have done it for six. But for the thrill of arguing I flicked my fingers upwards. "One thousand even," I said.. I pushed her slowly backward, steering her to the bed. When she felt the bed behind her she sat and pulled me closer. I knew she was going to swallow my cock, but I didn’t want to cum in her mouth this time. This load was for her pussy. She obviously felt the same, for after just a few strokes with her mouth, she moved back on the bed and beckoned me to join her. We spent the next hour exploring, touching, nibbling, sucking and tasting. Getting more and more aroused. Finally, I kissed down. I was the first among all my friends to shave my pussy and to keep it shaved, and I was easily the first one to get married, just two days after my sixteenth birthday, then I met Sally and well you know the rest.When we left the site that day, I was feeling even more horny than usual, Sally was fascinated that I'd had my clitoris pierced and was dying to see it."Up close," she whispered in the car going home. "Very close." What are you two whispering about?" Michael asked from the front, and.