She grabbed another, a naughty grin on her face.“Beg me to cover your tits in these,” moaned Angela.I shifted on my tiptoes, my arms aching, my ca...ves burning. “Please, my Queen, clip all those clothes pegs to my tits.” As I squirmed with the rolling boat, the one clothes peg moved, shifting, pinching at my skin. A dull throb formed. “Please!”Juices poured down my thighs. The pain made me so excited.“You are so cute when you beg,” Angela moaned. “Mmm, and you are wet. I can smell you. You're. I heard you gasp and clear your throat. You said, “Drape yourself in the scarf.” I did as you said and you took pictures of me naked, twirling with the scarf, draped in the scarf, and lying on my back with the scarf trailing over me. It was wonderful. To hear your voice the way I imagined it, and know all your attention was on me was exhilarating. I became bolder and began to touch myself the way I wanted you to touch me. I was lying on my back, completely exposed, playing with my nipples for. I bounced on it, tits heaving as I settled between my futa-sister's spread thighs.“I'm your Juliet!” I said, staring into her eyes. Then I switched to our native tongue, Spanish. “I'm your Juliet, idiot. You can't say those words to anyone else but me!”“You're the one who ran out of here,” Isidora protested. “You rejected me.”“Because you didn't say the words.” I slid my hands up her thighs. “You didn't declare it last night. You should have. When you were in me. When we were staring into each. I guarantee I will be waiting for you when you arrive." What time, Ma'am?" Anytime, right now would be perfect." Would it be an imposition if a few of my business companions joined us? I'm sure you would find their company pleasant..." Bring all you wish, Mr. Johnson, it will be my pleasure."I quickly said, "Since I'm starved at this moment, I'm leaving right now. I'll be there in less than ten minutes."At her door, I asked Wanda, "Would you like to come for lunch with me? The strange lady is.