" She reached and pulled her skirt down over her bare ass and turned the handle to the bathroom door."Where the fuck are you going?" I whispered tryin... to shove my dwindling erection back into my pants before she opened the door and gave my parents a clear view of it.Carla looked back at me nonchalantly and said, "To the bedroom, to change my dress." she opened the door just as I finished zipping up my pants. She took one step out and spun back around and looked at me with jizz still plainly. She tried to close her thighs, but I stuck a hand in between and gently pried them open.“Open, O sesame, little goddess,” I said to her.She groaned but opened her thighs as I commanded. She moaned when I touched her pussy again.“It’s pretty,” I said.She scoffed.“It’s the loveliest, most beautiful vagina I’ve ever seen.”She chuckled.“Sweet, wet, honey crisp pussy,” I whispered down to her.She giggled at my silliness.“It needs to be loved,” I added. “It needs to be worshipped.”She bit her lip and. I’m Mr. Price’s business partner.’ Layla stammered a quick ‘hello’ and ‘nice to meet you.’ She automatically felt her temperature rise and began to feel her panties become wet with desire. Layla was stunned. She didn’t know Mr. Price co-owned the company. She was even more stunned at his beauty. Mr. Carrick was olive complected with piercing green eyes and had a smile that could melt an iceberg. All that afternoon, Layla caught herself day dreaming about Mr. Carrick’s uncharacteristic beauty. " she whispered as she satbeside me.I removed my patent thigh boots and placed my feetinto my new lace up thigh boots, the tingling startedas I placed in my first foot, a sudden jolt of powersurged through my body, I was on fire, yet it wascool and dreamy. I sat in awe at this wonderfulsensation, my nipples were sending jolts of pleasuredirectly to my pussy which was wet and throbbing, Ilooked as my hands changed from the petite littlemaid's hands I had to long, thin and very elegantfingers,.