I didn't leave a shirt because I figured that you have one at least big enough to get on, even if it may be rather tight. |.| I look forward to seei...g you soon. Yours truly, Your secret admirer. PS:I suggest you pull your hair back, it may get in your way while you work.Not sure what to make of it, he does put on the clothing. Finding that he fits, he closes the window, and locks it, wondering how anyone could have gotten in. Once again unsure, he walks back into his room, where. Why don't you put on a bikini ready for the beach, but wear a little dress over the top. She rummaged in her holdall, and put on a very skimpy bikini. The slender cups of the top struggled to contain her boobs, which swelled out invitingly on either side. The bikini bottom was cut low on her broad hips, showing off the generous proportions of her belly to perfection, and revealing much more of her behind than it concealed. That doesn't leave much to the imagination, I said, goggle-eyed. Do. Not only that but every time she moved her fingers, her thumb also moved slightly and rubbed against my clitoris. I groaned as her fingers worked my vagina over mercilessly. “I'm getting really turned on by what you're doing to me there." I moaned. She moved her fingers and probed more firmly. I felt my climax approaching. "Oh My God, Oh my God," I sobbed softly. "I don't think I can stand much more of this. I'm going to orgasm if you keep doing this to me!"Despite my efforts to remain calm, I. David gasped, "I don't understand what's going on here" ? She laughed, "Your wife is not pleased you are advertising for your fetish and found me before you did, I really love hurting guys and am built to do just that, so let's do some butt bouncing" ! With that she lifted up and slammed back down on his body, forcing the air from his lungs with a loud whoosh. Again and again she did it until she settled back to sitting on him. She looked up at the camera on the shelf, "That was thirty bounces,.