So, I tried and succeeded in putting my forefinger as well as ring finger inside her pussy.Sucking and slurping sounds emanated as three of my fingers... fucked her pussy. She was sweating and moaning aloud by now, thrashing her head from side to side. While continuing to move my fingers in her pussy, my thumb moved up her slit until I could feel her hard, engorged clitoris. Then I simultaneously started to rub her clit with a circular motion of my thumb.Almost immediately, she hit a powerful. "Ah, you must be Peter, with theenvelope for Mrs Bainbridge" she said with a strange sort of grin."Well, come in, lad - don't just stand there!" I followed the gruesome Hilda into the shop, and was led through themain sales area with all the silly frocks and other stuff on display,into a side waiting room that I'd never noticed before. "Sit down overthere, lad" said Hilda. "Madame Bainbridge will be here shortly totake control". With that she left, closing the door. There was a sofato. I obliged and felt my sack tighten and the rise out of my balls ‘ FUCK, I’M GONNA SPLASH IN YOUR GASH ‘ I shouted . With that I thrust deep in her and felt my cock pulsate in her with a great warm plush feeling around my cock. ‘ Ooh , Its pulsing in me she said ‘ .She wrapped her legs around my back and made me stay where I was . Every time my cock pulsed she gasped. Eventually as my dick shrank and the pulses subsided she let me go I watched as I pulled my dick from her and a warm stream of. It was just a friendly gesture.Dawn's eyes darted around the club as she followed Gin's lead. There were all sorts of women here. No Deputy Mayor, a detached part of her mind thought to mention, but other women that she recognized. There was the owner of the exclusive book store in the downtown district. Dawn had done a story on her when the shop first opened. Dawn's eyes opened wide as she saw the woman who handled the station employees' 401K plan. She was dancing with another woman she knew,.