"Is it uncomfortable?" asked Ilsa."Somewhat," I replied."They are really not for Victoria to wear, but for Victor, when he goesto work. They won?t be ...oo tight in the behind, but will remind you ofwho you truly are."I could do nothing but smile."I want him to wear them every day. To learn to feel the skin of hisbutt in the cloth. To feel their grab. I want him not to be able tojust take out the thing he has in the middle of the legs when it?s timeto pee."I laughed. There was no doubt now that. She raised her head to me and I brought my lips down onto hers. My tongue pushing into her mouth as I lay in the bath with my eyes closed, my middle finger pushed deep inside me, curled around, stroking the sensitive pad inside me.I pressed my feet against the end of the bath, giving myself some leverage as I ground my fingers deeper inside me. My thoughts returned to the receptionist. In my mind, she was now pushed back against the reception desk, her black skirt pulled up around her waist. As. My palm made its way inside and felt the hairs on her pussy. My fingers now managed to reach the tender love spot, the wet clitoris that was already hungry for my touch. I held the clitoris between my index and middle finger and gently massaged it. It was so wet and juicy. My middle finger now slowly entered her pussy, it was slick and hot from the love juices she was already oozing. The pussy was quite tight not being used in a long time. I started finger fucking her, feeling her insides and. Eric's throatclosed up. His chest felt so crushed he forgot about the corset. Hefelt faint. His world was collapsing around him. Noticing Eric hasstop talking, Steve looked at him, and saw where he was looking and hetoo saw Donna."Man, this really sucks. I was hoping we wouldn't find her, becausethat's going to make all the jokes about this evening suck." Look how old that guy is," offered Steve with encouragement. "He's oldenough to be her father. Maybe it's a relative or something.".