This meant the two of us were often left staring at each other. More and more frequently, I would find myself engaging her in conversation. These were... never long conversations, but I did get in the habit of stopping whatever I was doing when I noticed her passing by, then making some comment to her that she would usually respond to. I noticed that she had starting toning down the way she dressed. I believed she'd done this in response to comments I'd earlier made about the way she presented. The humming sound increased and I could feel the vibrator in my pussy increase the intensity of vibrations. The little devil was driving me crazy. I could not control my body and the whole body was shaking intensely. " Look at her. See how she is shaking. Look at her whole body. Feel her vibrations...The little devil in her pussy is driving her mad..."... I heard a boy commenting. Maybe he was the same boy who was operating the remote in my pussy. Mean while the boys had totally exposed my. She lookedat a couple of pairs of panties and compared them against what I waswearing. She'd whisper how she thought the ones I was wearing werebetter, or how, if I was wearing the pair she was holding she would notbe able stop herself.I treated it all as an erotic game. An extended foreplay. And I'lladmit, I loved it. Hell, I was close to cumming most of the day. Finallyat one store she picked up a pair of pink knickers. They were made of ashiny material which I later saw was satin. They were. "Damn you, Spencer," she moaned while watching mesmerized as he switched breasts nipping gently with his teeth. Sasha felt Spencer slip two fingers into her already dripping pussy. Her legs nearly buckled at the contact but her hips automatically moved towards his reaching hand to grind down on it. Spencer expertly moved his fingers in her juicy love slot while gently massaging her stiff clit. Sasha wailed a long operatic like tone as she came so hard it caught her by surprised. She nearly.