The result was unbelievable, not so much the look, but how I felt so muchat home wearing them, there was no thrill but a feeling of, this is whatI wan... to wear for the rest of my life, the feeling was so intense Icried. I stayed dressed for a little while then changed back into myother clothes. That was the very first time that I had felt right andtotally relaxed, every bit of stress drained away from me, I feltcontented.I carried on doing this for quite a few months, then I started buyingsome. I gave no reply but felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment. “It was such a turn on doing it with the door open, we hoped you’d see us.” Again I said nothing but felt I was getting more turned on, feeling my pussy starting to dribble juices onto the bench, part of me hoping she didn’t notice but the other that she did. “His cock feels so good Jo, he makes me moan so much and my God, my orgasms are so intense.” Amy’s nipples looked so hard; I noticed her legs had opened a little and that. He knew I kept a foot either side of the law. In my business it could pay real dividends."I'd never stopped looking at the bent over woman. She was amazingly sexy. Her high heeled bent and clamped posture like some wanton slut queen. Her waist was beautifully carved like a vase and those fat tits hard like fruit. She was blind folded and Bill insane or not was no fool, he'd not said my name. Her short skirt and t-shirt lay on the floor, a lacy bra and knickers also there.Bill closed the door. "Why don't you guys leave her alone?" Yes," Kate said. "Why so mean?"I looked at Kate, a pretty redhead with short hair almost butch instyle, voluptuous of body, breasts to dream about, well-dressed but notoverdressed, less makeup than most of the women and yet all the prettierfor that, and those lips, so full, covered by only a hint of moisteninggloss, so kissable."I'm so sorry," Donna said, winking at me. "Come on, Kitten, open yourgifts. Everyone wants to see how much fun a half-birthday.