She learned long ago to always bring a towel to sit on when we go for a ride.She learned long ago to always bring a towel to sit on when we go for a ride. With some women that might not be necessary...with Monica it always is. She returned the favor, of course, and was just finishing with my cock when we turned into the parking lot of the mall. I lifted her head from my lap and told her to brush her hair and wipe the cum off her chin. "Anything in particular we are shopping for, MASTER?", she asked. "Well, I want to take you to Victoria's Secret and look at some lingerie for you. You've been pretty hard on your stockings lately and the order we placed with Fogal hasn't come yet. I thought we might find a new garter belt or two also. I'd like to buy you a new bikini bathing suit now that your cunt hair is trimmed as it is. You can wear a much smaller one than you did last year. Anything you know of that we need?" "You asked me to remind you to buy a new jar of ky jelly...you said the jar we got last week was almost empty..do you want to get it here?" "Yes, thank you...I'll let you get that from the drug store for us. Oh, and buy some rubbers too. We don't need them, but I like for you to buy them. Get one of the big boxes. Come to think of it, get a new enema bag and a copy of Penthouse for me too." "Yes, MASTER." I glanced over at her and saw the smile on her face. She was beginning to see that this was going to be a memorable shopping trip. |