. well ... I'm kinda nervous Rebecca. It just kind of shriveled up ... " I know that, rickiee!" she cut me off. "You will refer to me as ... uhm ... M...stress Rebecca when you address me. Do you understand, rickiee?" she said in a very demeaning voice."Yes ... M .... Mistress Rebecca" I managed to mutter.She reached over and touched my cock through my panties."I feel your precum that has oozed out of your cock ... let's call it your clittie from now on ... rickiee." she continued."You seem so. As they step together onto the cool wooden deck, they listen to the sound of the surf below them, the thunder of wave after wave crashing. He looked into her beautiful, ‘freckled’ brown eyes as he takes another drink of his wine, the beverage causing his head to swim just a little. She takes another drink from her glass, looking back into his blue eyes, with a smile on her face. Both hearts warm, both bodies responding to the sight of the other and the relaxing benefit of the wine. After. Please use always a pair of stockings, a bra and a panty and if you wish a camisole. As you can see the bras are open cup and the panties are open crotch, like that your nipples will be accessible to me and your cock will be always out for my pleasure and your torture”. She tells me: “Thanks very much. I love them all and I promise you that I will wear lingerie for you all the time. As you know I love to do it and I will only take it off if you need me fully naked. But I would like to ask you. She was naïve enough to believe that the viewers on television would take one look at the players and know the truth. She was also happy that she had been able to be a part of getting the truth out in the open.The others, Tia, Louisa and Chastity, were more subdued.Brock stood by while Tara extracted the disc from the DVD player and carefully put it into a jewel case for transport."So, you're coming to L.A.," he said. "I knew Indianapolis couldn't hold your talent." Maybe," she answered. "Today.