He tickled the bone in my ankle and skipped it down to my toes and up the arch in my foot. The pattern was repeated in reverse up my left foot and leg... Finally the feather was back at the juncture of my thighs. Where I wanted it most. I was breathing spasmodically, twitching like a madwoman, out of my mind with need. Dave dropped the feather lightly on my mound. He twirled it gently in my neatly trimmed line of pubic hair. The feather mingled and lightly tangled in the hair. My stomach. I decided I wanted to grab a quick glass of wine and get up the nerve to take pictures of myself. I have never felt as sexy or as alluring as I did right at this minute. I wanted to capture this moment so if for any reason I couldn't dress that I would have proof I was really this woman that I not only felt but looked as well. I walked out of the bedroom and into the gawking face of Steve, who apparently knocked on the door a couple of times and when no one answered, came in to retrieve a. ’ So he shows him a prized filly. ‘Nith lookin horth. Can I thee her eyeth’? So the guy picks up the midget and he gives the horse’s eyes the once over. ‘Nith eyeth, can I thee her earzth’? So he picks the little fella up again, and shows him the horse’s ears. ‘Nith earzth, can I see her mouf’? The rancher is getting pretty tick ed off by this point, but he picks him up again and shows him the horse’s mouth. ‘Nice mouf, can I see her twat’? Totally mad as fire at this point, the rancher grabs. ” Gabby said.“So what are you expecting for tonight’s Date?” Asked Gabby.“I really don’t have many expectations, but I do want to cum a lot!” Emma replied.“Well put! I’m sure that will be fulfilled. What did you bring in the bag? Some special outfits to help along some of your fantasies, I suppose. Would you like to try out the first one and see where it leads us?” suggested Gabby.“For the first one, you’ll have to sit on a chair and just watch me until I give you permission to respond!” said.