" Jeeze Colleen," Rachel smiled at me. "Can't you control it?" I don't see you walking around with these" I whispered back at her."Well no. I don't d... it too often, it gets a little too intense for metoo." Then Why'd you insist I do it?" I asked her stifling a giggle."Because, every time I use them, I love it. I wanted to share thatwith you. Give it a little time and you'll find that you can eitherindulge in it or ignore it... somewhat."We sat together for a few minutes waiting for the. "Ohhh, Master, oh you always get me so wet and hot," she moaned as she began squirming in her seat. He massaged her swollen pussy lips and pressed the soaked panties partly into her, teasing her throbbing clit and pussy entrance. She reached her hand inside her blouse and began toying with her tit as he teased her pussy more. "Master please," she whined, "please...go in. Inside me, please." "Remove your panties then," he told her. Chelsea instantly slipped the soggy panties off and spread her. " You're impossible!" No! You're acting as though we had some responsibility in this. We don't; my mum and dad can look at places and decide without us. Actually, they might ask for an opinion, but only at the end of the process." Well, you might have asked!" I might have, but I didn't." Ricetta's that place with the home made pasta?" Rachel was in appeasement mode."Yes. And the wood-oven pizza." We haven't been there for a long time." At least a few months." Want to go?" What were you planning. I am required towear a light bit of mascara, and a very faint pink shade of lipstickanytime i go out. Rarely does anyone ever say anything at all. But, Mr.Ken is not just anyone.i set my dress and hanger atop the rack, slip my thumbs and forefingersinside my waistband and lift out the elastic band of my crimson pantieswith white lace trim panties."How cute those are, sissy! I bet they're really sweet looking with yourshaved legs coming out of them. Unbuckle your pants and let them slidedown to.