I noticed you shoot past with your hair flowing and your tight white top looked very small and sexy so I decided to follow you and check out where you...were going, I might be able to catch a glimpse of you as you got out somewhere. What I didn’t expect was for you to be pulled up bent over in the trunk of your car shaking a little, you had a flat tyre and so I thought this is my chance to get to see a little more of your obviously fabulous figure. Your legs were long and slightly tanned but hey. Making love to her, was something I could never have dreamed of happening, but she somehow, kept me on the edge of exploding, at least until she was satisfied with the multiple orgasms she experienced, then taking my cock in her hand, saying something, I didn’t actually hear, made me cum and cum and cum. Load after load left me, I’ve never done that before, but for some reason, waves of orgasms after wave kept washing over me. Not sure how this was happening, but every evening and morning, I’d. “A promise I will endeavour to realise.” Miss Ferguson said. “But people say that these parties are great if you’ve got an open mind! What are you going to wear?”I looked at the options again. “I think just hold ups will be best. There’s no telling what we’ll be getting up to.”“Think I’ll wear a basque or bustier leaving my tits open to the air, but helping with my spreading waist line!”“Your waist line! You have the body of a woman ten years younger!”Rob’s dinner jacket went off to the dry. You can wear them in timeout...for a start." I looked up into his face with alarm. “I didn’t bring them, Sir,” I said. “And why is that?” “I didn’t think—“ “No you did NOT think, krys. Well,” he sighed, “you need to figure out how to fix this.” I wondered if my mother had any clothespins in the basement or any clips of any kind in the house. “I will find something, Master,” I said and set off to find suitable substitutes for the clamps. “Good girl. And if you are going by the kitchen, bring me.