It worked perfectly. She wrapped it around her naked body and tucked the corner in beside her breast to secure it. With a last glance in the mirror an... with a thumping heart she made her way down stairs. In the kitchen the coffee pot was bubbling. She waited nervously for Andrew to appear. She could hear the computer working in George’s study. Then it went silent. Was he finished? She stood there waiting, feeling more than a little exposed in just the towel, but it was an exciting feeling.. Since I was single again and missing being filled up I messaged an old friend who I hadn’t seen in a few years. We had just gotten back in touch before I met my boyfriend. Right away we made plans to have dinner, me knowing that I was going to get fucked good. Dinner was good but the best was desert at my place. We had a few drinks and flirted. Not before long he grabbed me and took me to my bedroom riper off my clothes and started playing with my pussy. I was dripping wet already. His cock. He pulled on a beautiful pair of Tony Lama, Ostrich Skin boots.I looked around for my boots, and found a Justin box on one of the chairs. I opened it up, and there were a pair of beautiful black Kangaroo Skin boots, with a dancing sole and heel. I have a fat foot for a girl, and the Tony Lama last is just torture for me. Pulling on a pair of Justin boots is always like putting on my favorite tennis shoes.The boots had silver Conchos trimming the sides, and in the box, there was a gorgeous. " Please Aunty Geeta, can I have my dummy?" I had no choice.She put it into my mouth and held it as my lips closed round the teat."Suck it nicely while I get your nightie," she ordered.She pushed the crib gently as she walked across to the drawers and itrocked slowly from side to side. When she returned she was holding alarge sized pink baby doll nightie made from broderie anglais."I'm sure this will fit you nicely. Sit up little one and I'll undoyour arms, I bet they are hurting. Just.