Red satin, I cinched it took four inches off my waist. Sitting I pulled on my garter standing to adjust the satin straps. So they would kiss my thighs... Then I pulled up my panties they made me feel so sexy. The thong bury itself in my ass. The satin covering my front. Slowly I put the left stocking starting at my toes. I pulled the sheer nylon using my hands to make the perfect fit around my ankles. Smoothing over my calf, over the knee. The thigh was perfect fit the lace at the top I fastened. “Oh, Ms. Escamilla.”“Ooh, I want that cock back in me, Ms. Escamilla!” moaned Terra, frigging away at her cunt.“You’ll get it,” I moaned, pumping away at Wendy.“Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped, her voice so throaty.I fucked her for a few more plunges, then I was sidestepping left. Terra ripped her fingers out of the way just in time for me to ram into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her with ease. My balls smacked into her bush.She gasped out in bliss as I hammered her twat. I fucked her hard and. Bye.”Sean glanced over at Amanda and recognized her exhaustion, “Why don’t you try to get a little sleep? I can hold off on other calls until later, and once we pick up Special Agent Anderson the conversation in the car will make it harder for you to rest.”“You don’t mind? Can I crawl into the back seat and lie down there?”“Sure,” said Sean as he pulled along the shoulder of the road and stopped. “Let’s get you as comfortable as possible.”Amanda got out of the front seat. Sean met her at the. Can I get you a drink, mate?" Rob asked. We had come into a studio area of the house, as it was very sparsely decorated. In the center of the room was a table that was littered with all sorts of camera parts and loose film rolls. Standing on a tripod, facing a blank white wall, was a very expensive looking camera. To the left of where I sat was a mini bar area with a lamp above it that looked straight out of an episode of "Cheers"."No, I'm fine. Thank you," I replied to him. Portia had walked.