It fit! I looked at myself in the mirror and liked what Isaw. It was a very pretty dress."Do you like it?" Jennifer asked. "Can I see?"I walked out...to the outer area and my friends had come in to see. Theyall squealed when they saw me. Jennifer led me to an alcove withmultiple mirrors so I could see it from different angles. I leaned in,twirled, and examined myself all over. I smiled and asked Jennifer whatshe thought."You are definitely an 8. That fits surprisingly good. You have. Our food arrived and we had a light snack with a few beers and around 8:30pm Margaret ran a bath to prepare for our evening. We had brought candles and as the bath was running, I lit a bunch of candles and placed them around the tub and on the counter, creating a beautiful glow in the bathroom. I popped the champagne and poured her a glass and delivered it to her while she was bathing. She had her razor with her and I knew she was not just shaving her legs, but also her pussy which she keeps. 3 - You'll never cross your legs.In order to be open at all times, the submissive will forbid herself to stand with her knees tight and, even more so, cross-legged. In the same spirit, the submissive will hold her sex, anus and armpits, free of incongruous hair, unless the Master enjoys a fleece in either of these places. Similarly, the wearing of underwear will be prohibited unless the Master expresses the desire. He may at leisure allow the wearing of bra and panties, or one of the two, or. I started playing with her, opening her up, fingering her. She smelled good, and I moved my head forward and tasted her. I hadn’t tasted anyone but my wife for at least six years. After a few minutes I was eating her like my life depended on it. I was getting to her, and I felt a perverse pride. She was moaning softly, and twitching now and then. I sucked on her clit, and she trembled, moaning around my cock. I felt her stop moving down below. ‘God, lover, I’m almost there,’ she whispered. I.