stumbled and slammed my back into the mirror. He held my legs and braced himself as he slowly pumped all his wet cum inside my pussy.
My back was pressed to the mirror and Mason’s forehead was probably stuck there also. I couldn’t see his face. He had stopped moving. He was leaning into my body but he still held a firm grip on my legs.
“Can you stand up on your own?” He whispered in my ear. I couldn’t believe my shoes hadn’t fallen off. Oh I was wearing strappy sandals.
“I think I can. One leg at a time.”
“Mason removed his face from the mirror and stood straight. He backed his body away from me and removed his dick from inside me. As soon as he was out I felt abandoned and empty. I never felt quite like that before. It scared me. I grabbed him and tried to pull him close.”
“Kari baby, what’s wrong?” He was looking at me and I was looking somewhere else.
“I’m okay.” I released my firm manly grip.
“I’m not going let you fall.” He chivalrously declared. I was glad he thought my panic was the fear of falling. He didn’t know I was having Mason withdrawal. I love him too much. This feeling frightens me. I know how close we are to really being together. It’s so close I can taste it, touch it and feel it. But it’s not written in stone and that’s the part that terrifies me.
Mason slowly lowered one of my legs then the other. My legs felt like bricks.
Mason reached down on the carpet and grabbed his underwear. I hadn’t even realized he stepped out of them. He got dressed. I curiously stood there and watched him.
“Could you hand me my underwear, please.”
“You don’t need them.”
“Yes I do. Some of your cum is going to run back out of me.”
“Just keep your legs closed.”
“I can’t walk with my legs closed. You have to open your legs to walk.”
Mason smiled. “Yeah you do.” He grabbed my thong off the carpet. Mason knelt to help me into my thong. I stepped in one foot at a time and he pulled them up taking his time when he reached my ass. He palmed both my ass cheeks in both his hands and squeezed hard. He backed away from me. “Hey let’s go eat.”
“Okay.” I pulled my skirt down. I turned to face the mirror. I needed a glimpse of what the hell I looked like. I was ruffled, my skirt was wrinkled. My hair edges had lifted. I was in need of some hair gel. Not any hair gel, the brown gel. Other than that, I was good. Mason was quietly watching me examine myself in the mirror. I turned back around to face him.
Mason could use a haircut and some hair gel too. His hair was going in ten different directions. It didn’t matter. He was still fine. I grabbed his baseball cap off the hook and placed it on his head. I pulled it all the way down to his eyebrows just the way he likes it. I snatched my purse off the chair while Mason took his jacket.
Mason held out his hand and I took it. He drew the curtain back and led me out the fitting room. We came out and rounded the corner. We almost ran into two teen girls.
Shit! Not just any two anonymous teen girls. It was Sienna and her redhead friend. I instantly dropped Mason’s hand.
Sienna cut her eyes at me. She saw the hand holding. I hope she didn’t hear us having sex in the fitting room. I couldn’t tell by her face. Mason swiftly moved away from us. He must know who she is. Sienna followed him with her eyes. She’s supposed to be in school right now.
“Hey.” I decided to say something and draw her attention from Mason.
“Seriously, hey that’s all you got?” Sienna crossed her arms under her chest.
Think Kari. Think Kari. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be in school?”
“Early release.” Sienna turned to her confused friend. “Amber could you give me a minute. I need to yell at my future step-monster, maybe not by the looks of things.” Si enna searched for Mason but he was outty five thousand. I had no idea where he disappeared to that quick.
“Okay Sienna,
My back was pressed to the mirror and Mason’s forehead was probably stuck there also. I couldn’t see his face. He had stopped moving. He was leaning into my body but he still held a firm grip on my legs.
“Can you stand up on your own?” He whispered in my ear. I couldn’t believe my shoes hadn’t fallen off. Oh I was wearing strappy sandals.
“I think I can. One leg at a time.”
“Mason removed his face from the mirror and stood straight. He backed his body away from me and removed his dick from inside me. As soon as he was out I felt abandoned and empty. I never felt quite like that before. It scared me. I grabbed him and tried to pull him close.”
“Kari baby, what’s wrong?” He was looking at me and I was looking somewhere else.
“I’m okay.” I released my firm manly grip.
“I’m not going let you fall.” He chivalrously declared. I was glad he thought my panic was the fear of falling. He didn’t know I was having Mason withdrawal. I love him too much. This feeling frightens me. I know how close we are to really being together. It’s so close I can taste it, touch it and feel it. But it’s not written in stone and that’s the part that terrifies me.
Mason slowly lowered one of my legs then the other. My legs felt like bricks.
Mason reached down on the carpet and grabbed his underwear. I hadn’t even realized he stepped out of them. He got dressed. I curiously stood there and watched him.
“Could you hand me my underwear, please.”
“You don’t need them.”
“Yes I do. Some of your cum is going to run back out of me.”
“Just keep your legs closed.”
“I can’t walk with my legs closed. You have to open your legs to walk.”
Mason smiled. “Yeah you do.” He grabbed my thong off the carpet. Mason knelt to help me into my thong. I stepped in one foot at a time and he pulled them up taking his time when he reached my ass. He palmed both my ass cheeks in both his hands and squeezed hard. He backed away from me. “Hey let’s go eat.”
“Okay.” I pulled my skirt down. I turned to face the mirror. I needed a glimpse of what the hell I looked like. I was ruffled, my skirt was wrinkled. My hair edges had lifted. I was in need of some hair gel. Not any hair gel, the brown gel. Other than that, I was good. Mason was quietly watching me examine myself in the mirror. I turned back around to face him.
Mason could use a haircut and some hair gel too. His hair was going in ten different directions. It didn’t matter. He was still fine. I grabbed his baseball cap off the hook and placed it on his head. I pulled it all the way down to his eyebrows just the way he likes it. I snatched my purse off the chair while Mason took his jacket.
Mason held out his hand and I took it. He drew the curtain back and led me out the fitting room. We came out and rounded the corner. We almost ran into two teen girls.
Shit! Not just any two anonymous teen girls. It was Sienna and her redhead friend. I instantly dropped Mason’s hand.
Sienna cut her eyes at me. She saw the hand holding. I hope she didn’t hear us having sex in the fitting room. I couldn’t tell by her face. Mason swiftly moved away from us. He must know who she is. Sienna followed him with her eyes. She’s supposed to be in school right now.
“Hey.” I decided to say something and draw her attention from Mason.
“Seriously, hey that’s all you got?” Sienna crossed her arms under her chest.
Think Kari. Think Kari. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be in school?”
“Early release.” Sienna turned to her confused friend. “Amber could you give me a minute. I need to yell at my future step-monster, maybe not by the looks of things.” Si enna searched for Mason but he was outty five thousand. I had no idea where he disappeared to that quick.
“Okay Sienna,
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