For a joke we put down the return address of Lisa's professor, Jenny Smith.For a joke we put down the return address of Lisa's professor, Jenny Smith. Fully loaded with cash, we headed to the department stores where we each got new outfits. Afterwards I thought we would be heading home, but Lisa led me to a row of stores nearby the mall. There was an Adult bookstore there, and I followed Lisa right in. I'd never been in one of these stores before, and was shocked to see all the explicit stuff just sitting out in the open. There were separate racks for straight, lesbian, bondage, pre-teen, and rape fantasy magazines and videos. Lisa pointed out a magazine that was called "Les Girls", and which had nothing but pictures of lesbian women making love to each other with tongues, fingers, vibrators and cucumbers. Lisa smiled and whispered to me "Bananas are better!" as she moved along the rack. Another magazine had pictures of girls being fucked, and having their pussies licked by large German Shephards. My cunt actually started getting wet as I looked at this red-haired girl pouring beef gravy onto her clit, and having it vigorously lapped up by two big brown dogs. The dreamy expression on her face told me she couldn't be faking this: those dogs must be phenomenal pussy lickers. |