In fact, why don't we start there?" Her tone changed as she addressed the waiting man, the bait from the bench. "Get her dressed properly."The slut,...a man in his 30's, acted quickly to obey. He held a gleaming pair of scissors ready in his hands and with them he cut and tore away Simone's tank top. The scissors also made quick work of the brassiere, cutting it to ribbons on the floor, and leaving her breasts exposed - rising and falling visibly with each angry breath she took.Simone's skirt. But there is nothing to be ashamed of in the human body.” I have a way with words. I continued, “I’m sure you sneak a look at boys with beautiful builds. Everyone admires the opposite sex. Is that so terrible? But I meant no harm. Forgive me.”Her stern look softened. So I pressed on.“Look, let me make it up to you. My cabin is nearby. Let me make you lunch. I have fresh bread and cold cuts.”The girls looked at each other. They didn’t talk but it was clear they were considering it.“And. I really did want this Woman and much more than she would ever know too We found my bike and and she decided she wanted to go for a ride so at her suggestion she parked her car on a side street and off we went to her house her kissing my neck and holding my cock and pressing up against me it just felt right when we arrived she said make yourself comfortable and I'm going to get very comfortable " Be rite back " I walked around checked out her various photos, her husband was a very nice. He was shocked when Claire walked in andsaw him in just his baggy boxer shorts. She pointed out that they werewet too and told him to strip completely. With his face bright pink, heturned away from her to remove his last article of clothing. Then heopened the bag and got another unpleasant surprise. Inside were nothingbut girly clothes. There was a blouse with puffy sleeves and a big bowat the neck. And a very short pleated skirt. Plus stockings and MaryJane shoes. Under everything else.