He had an idea, "Darling, why don't we go away for the weekend? We could go to the coast like we used to." She half turned to him and asked, "Sorry de...ar, what did you say?" I said why don't we go away this weekend? I feel the need to blow away some cobwebs and the seaside air might be just what we need."Janice's attention went back to the television and she answered distractedly, "Donald, we can't. Not this weekend. I promised Lydia that we would help with the Fete. You know she depends on us.". I'm wearing one of my cleavage bearing sundress and my breasts are spilling out the top.The sundress has ruched sides which makes my waist look smaller by comparison. My long ebony hair spilling over my bare shoulders as I try to look the picture of nonchalance. I've got my fan pointed at me through the open French doors and coupled with AC I'm actually not sweating in triple digit heat.We're total opposites, he's tall skinny and pale with just enough muscle on his arms that you wouldn't think. Connor said she texted you?”“Hehehe,” Kaylie chuckled. “Yea, yea, yea. Everything’s ready. I made Door-is do it.” She said ‘Doris’ with a nerdy accent.“Good. Let’s get going.”We headed toward the rear of the store. There were a few customers around. Women shopping alone or with a child or two in tow.Doris met us near the fitting rooms. “The rooms are too small for us all to fit,” she said as she pointed at the row of stalls that served as the fitting rooms.“We’ll just do it here,” Debbie said,. I reached farther down and felt her labia sticking out from her patch of trimmed hair. It was wet and moist, and she flinched when I brushed my fingers against it. I used my middle finger to find her clit and began to rub slowly and gently. I kept my left hand on her breast and squeezed her nipple.I kept rubbing for a few minutes as Tara closed her eyes and moved her hips against my hand. I then slid my left hand around from her breast to her back, and lowered it until I felt her plump butt.