I slowly selected the underwear that I’d brought specially for Paul, a matching black and silver bra and thong from La Perla and a pair of 8 denier ...hiny black hold-up stockings. It was Hellishly exciting as I gradually pulled my knickers up over my hips then eased each stocking up my long legs, meticulously checking how I looked in the mirror, knowing that it would be driving ‘him’ crazy. I was now trembling so much I was in danger of actually having an orgasm as I stuffed my aching tits into. He slips in and takes the bar of soap from her and lathers up his hands. Then he begins soaping her up slowly, starting with her neck, moving his way down her chest to her breasts. He takes his time, continuing to lather them long after it is necessary. She moans softly, then gently pushes his hands away and takes the soap for herself.She repeats the process on him, soaping up his neck, down to his chest, but she continues on, soaping his belly, down to his pelvis, before finally wrapping her. "And don'tforget the cum that is leaking out of your ass and down your leg! My menseem to enjoy fucking you, Mr. Olsen!" What are you doing to me? Let me go!" Hardly, Mr. Olsen! After all the trouble I have gone to over the pasttwo years? After all the effort Dr. Kilgallon has put into twisting yourmind to my will?" Why, Luthor?" Why, Mr. Olsen? Because I can! As simple as that! I wanted revenge forall the times that you and Miss Lane and Clark Kent and the entire DailyPlanet have tried to ruin. “Daddy, you’re naughty. What if someone saw?”“You’re right. I couldn’t help myself. I’m sorry.” Warrick hugged his daughter against him and that seemed to make things right for her. “Where do you want to do it? Your bed again? Mommy and Daddy’s bed? In the shower?”Brie didn’t know how to answer. She was inexperienced and her mind swam with options. “You choose, Daddy.”Then Warrick had an idea. He carried Brie into the living room, and then tossed her down on the couch. Then he pulled his phone.