True she wore them from time to time, but not for work. She felt like a tart. Her hair and nails were immaculate, thanks to Heidi’s beauty ther****t... where she received treatment paid for by her new employer. That and her waxing, legs and bikini line. Well not so much a line anymore. The girl had got carried away and she now had a Hollywood. Nothing there at all. She hadn’t liked it at first, not the look or the feel. But now after a couple of weeks she had decided to keep it. It was clean and. "Tracy, I think this is a good idea and it might put these guys away for a while so they don't hurt anyone else."Looking over to the Detective and then back to me, she hugged against my right arm and whispered, "If you think it will help, then, OK."We all were fairly silent on the trip back to the island and the four of us headed for my home. Inside, we settled around the table and the Detective began to ask a few questions.Tracy started at the beginning with the death of her parents when she. “I don’t think so honey,” Emma replied with a harder edge to her smile. Kate reluctantly gave the key back to the blonde who threaded it back on to her large bunch of keys. “I’m going to collect the cell key, I’ll be back at midday,” Emma said as she blew them (mainly Brad) a kiss. Kate draped herself over her chained up boyfriend and started to kiss him. “Well I like you like this,” she smiled, “I can do anything I want to you.” “Well I’m not stopping you,” he smiled back. They made out. She let go of his dick and slipped the arm under his waist and pulled gently. He lifted up and over her leg as it moved out under him and he settled down, thighs matching. He adjusted, she adjusted and his dick pushed in between her folds and about two or three inches further. She wrapped her legs around his, her heels on his buns. She wrapped her arms around his lower back just as he pulled his dick back out almost clearing her vagina entrance.He pushed tightly with a tilt to his hips and she.