There was little time to prepare.”Dutifully, she opened the larger gifts first, finding a pair of fine boots in the first and a warm woollen cape in...the other, which latter she tried on and found very much to her liking. Giving Thomas a quick look, she then opened the small box containing his gift and held her breath.“This ... this is for ... me?” she gasped. “It’s so beautiful! You shouldn’t have!”“Thomas, you astound me!” his mother chided gently. “This would be more appropriate for wooing a. The dress curved in with her waist, and then blossomed outward to contain her ample breasts. She had made sure to give ‘the girls’ plenty of exposure, with the dress coaxing them closer to create some amazing cleavage. The satin material came up over her breasts and over her shoulders, tapering into thinner straps. The straps crisscrossed behind her neck, and ran down to meet her waist. The back of the dress was essentially open, and dipped low in the back, again creating an attention-grabbing. They were so sensitive and swollen, begging to be sucked on. They throbbed underneath the vibrator as I traced it over them in lazy circles before moving it down to my aching, trembling pussy. I pressed it to my clit and cried out as little electric shocks radiated out from that point. I rubbed it slowly up and down the length of my pussy, spreading my juices all over me. I finally gave in to the aching inside me and eased it in slowly, moaning as it massaged the inside of my pussy. I. I got out and marched to the office door, ignoring Agnes entirely. This was not like me. I always at least acknowledged her with a smile. I stood in the door to Ross’ office, my left hand on the doorframe. Ross was sitting behind his desk, reading a paper. I took a deep breath. ‘I’ll do it,’ I announced. Ross looked up, saw it was me and broke into a grin. He quickly got up from his chair and walked around the desk to where I was still standing, still being held up by the doorframe. He put his.