In fact, it was a bit of a relief.On the way to the fitting room I asked Renée quietly, "Why do you need a reducer bra? Didn't we just agree to not r...strain them?"Whispering back, "Some of my dresses can't stand the strain. I need something to help me fit into them."As my logical side understood her predicament perfectly, my arousal peaked again at the thought of watching her try on one bra after another, and the stunning Jeri watching as well. The cool air in the mall reminded me of the danger. As I'dsuspected, my mascara and lipstick were smudged, and Icleaned it up with a dampened tissue. Then, using themakeup I'd brought with me, I made some speedy repairs.I returned to the party and as Kevin and I sat together onthe couch I discovered that my nervousness had disappeared.I even found myself wishing that he would put his armaround me but, discreetly, he didn't. I had an impulse tosnuggle against him, but I was acutely aware of the staresand knowing smiles that might arouse from the. “Hey, Davey!” She was the only one in the house who called me Davey, I loved it.“Oh hey!” I said, concealing my raging boner.“My friends and I are going out. We won’t be back for a few hours.”“Okay. I’ll tell mom if she comes home.”“Thanks Davey!” After she left I felt like jerking off. So I went upstairs to my brother’s room and opened his cabinet. My brother was a stud, and got lots of girls. But he really loves himself and wanks off all the time. So every week he gets a new porno and I. " Mistress Lex knew how much the collar meant to the slave. It even made her sad to see it leave the beautiful next of her pet, but it was what was needed for the message to get across. She grabbed the old collar and clipped it onto her pet's neck and pulled the underwear off of her pet, that had started this entire thing."Open your mouth wide." The slave did as told and Lex filled her slaves mouth with underwear she had just taken off of her. The slave closed her mouth and looked down as Lex.