Her panties held back an ocean. She whispered breathlessly against his mouth, her voice full of need and want. “We could go to the back… we could...” He laughed, nuzzling into her neck, leaving a trail of kisses down her collar.“Someone’s eager…” He nipped her collar bone as he started to unbutton her silk blouse, his fingers tracing the top of her breasts at a painfully slow pace.“Please…” She whispered, not knowing what she was asking for but knowing if she didn’t get it soon she might. “Is that the kind of sick shit you’re into?” she asked “Are you some kind of pervert”! Another full arm swing slap to the face. This one really rung my bell and again I spun toward the mirror. I threw my hands out and braced myself against the dresser to keep from falling down. ”Only fantasy” was all I was able to come up with as a defence and trying to complete my thought from earlier.”Don't you move and you don’t get to talk.” she scolded as she reached around and unfastened my belt and fly.. The lace legging was next and the light breeze only made my she cock rock hard. Gaining some control I place the glue on my home made breast forms an i stick them on. The sport bra was slip over them to make sure they stayed on. I quickly did my make up and wig and got back to the car before the next user pulled in . Some guy with a girl a way but too you for a grown woman but that was not my business. So before long I was on my way passing few people working in the area and. We join in and scream the lyrics because this is what Kate needs. Ivan is a total dick who ‘slept’ with some sleazy Irish girl when he was supposed to be sick. To say Kate’s pissed is an understatement. ‘Are you leaving or hanging out with us?’ Em pants as the song ends and we all catch our breath. Zora laughs on her bed and flashes us her cellphone with the video she just took of us. ‘This is so a Snapchat Story.’ ‘What do you think I should do?’ I ask, looking down at my outfit again..