That way he can look up my skirt too. He might even like the view better.”Jessica called down, “Only because you won’t let me wear thong panties...and you have more pubic hair than I do.”Gabrielle just smiled at me and climbed up high enough so that I could see up her skirt. She used one hand to hold onto the ladder while she used the other hand to lift the back of her pleated skirt. She was indeed wearing thong panties only the G-string kind with a tiny thread running up the crack of her fine. But you know that the lessons I learn on my own are the most valuable. You love me enough to let me fail, but are always there to put a pillow under me when I fall.” The light changed and David drove into the parking lot. “You haven’t fallen. Your success is your own. But I don’t see what that has to do with shopping for finger foods that we can eat in bed.” “You really are a dope, aren’t you?” Christi said with a laugh. “I’m suggesting that we spend a weekend together. It’s been over a year. He's really excited. His cock isactually throbbing. Suddenly, there's a rising thickness in his rod and,WHAM, my mouth is full of cum."Don't spill a drop or you'll wear those panties another hour."I strain for every drop. Finally, limp and satisfied, Bobbi pulls out."That was lovely, Sweetie." She Devil is taking film from a camera. ACAMERA! No, she can blackmail me forever with those pictures. Got toget them back!"I wouldn't do that. I'm very good with this."Now I see the little black. " So what exactly can you give us that we don't already have?" Tell him about the Baron!" Rachel exclaimed."The Baron?" Hammond interrupted.Wilson cast a despairing look at his wife then realised his situation was untenable."The Baron's real name is Werner Rheinmann." I've heard of him," Hammond interrupted. "He was engaged in insider trading and other serious financial fraud. I tried to have him arrested, but ended up having to let him go. I did put a stop to all his activities in this country.