Of course I never went anywhere without my Catherine, so she came with me. It was to meet a woman named Thelma who had provided the pictures to Marlen... of Ms. Sharp when they were in University together. No she had some more for me but wanted to meet me first for some reason. After we met and chatted over a drink, she produced the photographs in an envelope. These pictures were much more erotic, bordering on BDSM activities. Margaret was clearly the Mistress dressed in a bizarre corset, fishnet. “You’re hurting me!”Please let me,” she begged. “I love to make love to you!”She started in again. Nathan. knew now for sure. The gal had it bad, and he could see the passion cover her eyes. She had her mouth open, and was already in a state of ecstasy. He’d already decided that he would endure. Maybe there was at least another five hundred from where the one promised came. Finally he could not help it. He really jerked against the tape, but it could. Iheld her by the hips again and pulled her back to feel my cock that hadgrown hard in just a few moments. She moaned again and ground her assagainst my now throbbing cock.I moved slightly away from her so I could lift her skirt and soak upthose long sexy legs in stockings and garters. Her beautiful ass wascovered in silk panties that made her ass smooth and round. She lookedback at me as I stared at her sexy body barely covered in silk and lace."You like?" was all she said as she smiled. I. I didn’t hear any water running, so I knew she wasn’t in the shower, and it was too long to be sitting on the sofa. And what did she need from that suitcase? I soon found out when she finally returned to the living room. She had changed clothes and freshened up. Now she was wearing a miniskirt and a midriff spaghetti string top that was silver on the bottom, but faded into white at the top. She had even let her long, silky brownish hair down, its waves reaching beyond the center of her back. “I.