Fake Taxi Petite blonde in pull up stockings

I couldn’t withstand that for long and came deeply into her young and slim body. Then the both of us collapsed on to the couch. Our panting gradually lessened over the next 15 minutes. But, our smiles didn’t.She then suggested that we go downtown and buy her some appropriate clothing. Perhaps some inappropriate articles, too. So, we loaded up into my car and drove to the mall. Since her desires in regular clothing were more mature than Ria’s but not edgy at all we went to one of the mall stores selling mainstream lady’s clothing. We wandered around in the store and selected a couple of petite very fine looking dresses for her to try on. It was early in the day and not busy in the store. The clerks were busy stocking their departments and had to be called to their cash registers, so we were not paid much attention to. The try-on rooms were empty and unattended. More importantly they were unlocked. So when we got there Glori grabbed my arm and pulled me in. Thank goodness they didn’t have the open ankle panels, where the clerks could see pov what was going on inside, at least what the ankles and feet were doing, with the option of inferring what the rest of the bodies were doing, too. So, she doffed her clothing. She real had nothing underneath again. She listened closely to any sign of clerks nearby and then pulled me up closely to her and began to suck on my cock which she had just delivered from its covering in my shorts. As it got hard, she climbed up on my front, hanging from my neck by her arms. She then slid down so that my instrument entered her chamber. She had me back up to the wall and began to bounce blonde up and down on me. Her eyes got a little wild and she had a little pop. Just enough to get her along for amateur a bit, she said. I got none, but she said that she would take care of that later. A clerk that happened by ignored my leaving the changing room with her since we had two fine dresses that we noisily mentioned that we were going to buy. We did. And then we moved to Frederick’s to buy some fine undies. In these she went all the way to the edge in her choice of bras and panties. She picked out several choices of each, which I didn’t have the heart to refuse even one of them since I could imagine each of them on her, modeled for my pleasure. She then informed me that all of this would be kept at my place for her use there. That way they wouldn’t get mixed up with Ria’s mid teen things. After that we went to the LOVER’S store in the mall and selected several gorgeous outfits for her to wear for me. One was all white with a little lace skirt long enough to cover her pussy, but since it was made of lace, it did a poor job of that. The only problem was, none of either team wanted to mingle nor associate with the other group. “Melanie, what time do you want to leave tomorrow for shopping?” Fred asks. Bath time. We started talking and she said she understood me. I asked her why she stopped flashing. At the same time, I was still feeling pretty embarrassed by Freddy's constant pussy-staring, and I didn't know what was going real to happen next. Jack knew Gina was about broken and would make an excellent slave, amateur but he needed to make sure, so the mental torture of Gina continued. But judging from the caresses from both women, they were fine, and so was I. I made sure to let her know furniture shopping would happen first thing in the morning. “Darling, I hope that he turns out to be a gentleman and will make you happy,” I say pov to her. “How do you do it?” I wasn’t sure exactly what she wanted to know but sensed that she was still looking for the right blonde words. “Let's petite play.” I had to make sure I left nothing that would indicate that I or anyone else had been in there. “No thanks, I gotta get up in the morning.” I went around the room, asking if everyone was okay with things, if there were limits. The bar is quite a walk from here. She was evidently still under some sort of influence, but she wasn’t blackout drunk.