I proceeded into her bathroom, applied my make-up (slut-look) and slipped into my playsuit. Earlier, she suggested that I dress provocatively for the ...arty…wig of course, perhaps a small cropped top, a tiny thong, thigh high hose and 5 inch heels. Not too much more. Her guys, she said, preferred crossdressers with minimal clothing; true sluts who enjoyed dressing the part. I have a very nice set of shaved legs accentuated when I slip into platform pumps, so no nylons for me today. I pulled over. Cassea glanced in his direction. ‘If you would be less, well…you, you might find me a more amenable assistant.’ ‘Promise?’ ‘Try, she dared, ‘see what happens.’ With Edina and her mother heading home, they began to lock up for the day with Deres doing what cleaning needed to be done while Cassea updated patient records and handed some of the other clerical minutia that came with running a place such as this. There seemed to be no end to it, though Deres had to admit she made it all seem. "Do you baby? Do you want to see my tits?"I flung the bra across the room and posed with my back arched thrusting them out in front of me. I slid my hands up my tummy and cupped them, pinching my nipples."Mmm, that feels good..." I squeezed them and rolled my nipples. I felt a line of fire right to my sopping pussy.I reached back and unzipped my skirt. It was tight so I had to kind of shimmy out of it. I heard a soft hiss from Robby behind the door. I caught motion. He was jerking off again. I. Without slowing her thrusting onto this black cock, she motioned for me to go over her.I moved closer and she kept moving up and down on her new black lover’s hard cock. I noticed the guy was really huge and thick; he was stretching her delicate cunt so wide…Ana smiled at me, saying if I wanted to sit there and watch, I should better put on my chastity cage. My cock was rock hard and she noticed the bulge growing inside of my trousers. My sexy wife motioned me with her finger to come closer and.