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I didn't want things to progress too quickly, so we spent a lot of time browsing together, touching the fabric and holding items up to my body so that...he could imagine me wearing them."What about this one?" I asked, holding up a pink satin cami set. The loose little shorts were high cut on the leg and very, very sexy. Honestly, there was no way you could wear them without flashing your pussy every few minutes."Definitely, yes!" he said encouragingly, but of course with absolutely no intention. They eased my tension, and I just melted at her touch.Finally, I felt her arms go around me as I felt her hug me. It felt good, her cheek resting against my neck, and her breath against my skin. Lacing my fingers with hers, she held me tight. I was at ease, just feeling her warmth against me."Jennifer?" she whispered.She pulled away, as I turned toward her on the couch. She still had her fingers laced with mine. I looked at her, "What is it?" She looked suddenly unsure of herself.Looking down. More

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