It got me very hot. I ducked around the corner into a dressing room, hoping she'd follow, leaned against the wall and slid two fingers under my pantie...s and into my soaked pussy. I started to fuck my pussy slowly, thinking about that hot blonde and how I'd tongue her tight little ass."Need some help?"She was standing there, watching me, unbuttoning her sweater as I fingered myself."Where's your boyfriend?" I told him I wanted to try on something," she said, and she stepped to me and kissed me. Drake watched them go. "Fuck?" Book. Ewok. Jorry." Gi-woka. Miko." Speak English, child. I don't speak baby babble." Ba. Aba. Ba." Drake pulled at Kinny's shirt."Sure." Kinny sat at the bench and fed Drake again. As he sat, hethought about what had just happened."Oh, fuck. He called me Anabelle." Kinny checked his bag. Diapers,bottles, wipes. A change of clothes for Drake. Wallet, phone, keys.Company ID. Bank statement. STD test strips and condoms. Sunscreen.The hat that Joi had given. A bottle. ” Brady now rubbed his thumb across her clit as he watched her squirm in the ropes. He knew she was almost at the point of no return.“May I please come, sir?”Upon hearing that, Brady began to finger her opening as he used the thumb of his other hand to stroke her clit. Within seconds Jennifer pushed her head back into the pillow and arched her back against her bindings as an orgasm rippled through her body. Her entire body clenched, from her toes to her forehead. It was one of the most erotic. ”“I’m surprised that Beth isn’t in here with a rifle, wanting to know where the Indians are,” she teased some more, referencing the noises they had made as each reached a pinnacle of passion.“Our daughters know what we do in here,” he said.“Really?” she asked, her eyebrows raised. “I’m so glad you educated them on that, because I never have,” she continued teasing. Then more seriously: “We need to be thinking about finding them husbands soon.”Feeling her husband’s semen beginning to seep out of.