Walking down the hall, you proceeded to unbutton your halter top and shuck it off, briefly stopping and turning to give everyone a good view of your c...est. The guys’ eyes just about bugged out of their heads as they looked at you standing there with just your bra holding you breasts in. You smiled, gave your nipples a good pinch and inserted the key card in the door.As we entered the room, you walked over to the bed in your 5’ heels and just stood there, coyly. You pushed your miniskirt down. She was about 35 years old plump with pretty big tits and a nice big butt. dark brown hair like my wife. The husband looked a little out of shape . in the pictures I notice that when my fuck was getting fucked by the other men they had condoms on. but when Roosevelt was inside her he wasn’t using one. but when Roosevelt was in the chubby lady he was using a condom. I noted the opposite for the other woman. there was a big muscular guy going bare in the other women but only him. Even the husband. Before i had seen any tights on the washing line i had seen the female a few times coming out of the block with her young daughter who she was taking to nursery before she went to work and each time i saw her leave the block or at the same bus stop as me she was always wearing tights (pantyhose) with either a dress or knee length skirt nothing too short but still enough to see her sexy legs clad in nylon. She looked like she was in her mid to late twenties not much older than me and had a nice. Ariel sees people in main street smiling at us, as a couple of contrasts in age and size.Ariel wonders whether her domination by Professor Peter P. is evident for passers-by?Ariel asks Professor Poet P finally for permission to pee, in public, in a half dark parkAriel asks me finally for "Permission to pee?", when we walk a minute in the dark park. "Ariel, you can, but only a bit and with your pants on." Ariel feels fine and pretty proud. Ariel looks around if anyone can see her. She is.