She zoomed past a stand of naked white aspens as if the devil was in hot pursuit. Fallen leaves captured in the vortex created by the car chased after...her like a yellow tornado. The roar of the throaty exhaust was barely audible over the riffing baseline and her lively singing. The late October air blasted through the open windows and sunroof, tousling her hair and blowing a few wayward strands over her lips sticking them gently to her vanilla flavored Chapstick. She brushed them away and the. I then saw her two thumb size nipples expand two sizes in front of my eyes. She put her finger back in her mouth. Some big chunks of her chocolate chip cookies fell out from between her breast. They fell on the floor in front of her."Take off those panties. Can we get rid of them?" I said. She smiled. "For you! Anything babe." she smiled. I pointed to her panties, then to her old fashion white shoes. She kicked them both off toward me. I reached down to toss them in a small garbage can, next to. Mistress Chloe led me to another room in the basement. It had a concrete floor with a drain in the middle and a garden hose attached to the wall. Mistress Chloe handed me a bar of soap and told me to stand in the middle of the room hands above my head. She took the hose, aimed the spray nozzle at me and hosed me down. The water was cold. I quickly soaped up and she rinsed me again with that hard cold water stream. Needless to say my dick had shriveled to a mere one incher. Mistress Chloe threw. She lined her lips in red lipstick and had the prettiest green eyes. She had a fair complexion and looked like a porcelain doll. She was very sure of herself when she walked. She was a complete knockout and just looking at her made me aroused. She had a cute wiggle when she walked. She looked at many of the shoes and wanted to try almost all of them on. I was in heaven and couldn’t wait to get started.She had a great pair of legs and a nice round ass. I was imagining her sitting on the.