”Jenny looked at me inquisitively and said, “Who are you? And why do you want to buy a stranger a sweater?”“I’m just a guy who wants to chee...r up a sad, beautiful girl. What’s so mysterious about that?” Then I ran my fingers down through her gorgeous blonde hair again.She smiled and said, “Let’s just window shop. Okay?”“Okay.”- - - - -After walking and looking for an hour, I guided Jenny into a store that seemed to specialize in lady’s sweaters.“I just bet we can find you a nice blue sweater in. I looked down then looked at her. Her eyes were fixated on it. No girl had ever seen it before and I wished I could make it go hard right away.“Make it grow.” She said, clearly not understanding.“I can’t. Boys need something to excite them first.”“Wait I know.” She got up and left the room. 20 seconds later she was back with a grin. “Here perv.” She tossed the yellow thong from the wash at me.Instantly my cock twitched and Em’s eyes went wide.“Pick them up” She saidI did as I was told and took. Slowly Abergale began to grind her gash against the tombstone each movement of her hips against the stone exposing the sensitive flesh of her opening cunt to the unrelenting icy roughness of the stone. Each movement of her hips shot small darting sensations of pleasure through her from her fingertips to her toes. Placing her hands in front of her Abergale leant forward placing most of her weight on her hands lifting herself off the stone a little allowing her hips to move back and forth with. Just as I saw mom naked that morning, she must have seen me naked too. I believe, as it is, she wanted to be romantic with me. So to test me, she told me to pretend to be her husband. Then after seeing me naked, she wants to take our relationship to the next level. Am I right?”Hearing this, the psychiatrist got impatient. She stood up and started pacing back and forth. She seemed troubled. Never before did he see any shrink behave like that in the movies. She seemed to have found herself in an.