I took a deep breath and was about to turn and leave the bathroom when I heard the door open and close again. I glanced in the mirror and saw the wait...ess locking the door. I turned and walked towards her, about to ask her what she was doing when she moved quickly and with two arms outstretched pushed me against the wall. I slammed against the wall, winded and she quickly followed up and put one hand around my neck, pressing her hand into my throat while with the other she pushed it under my. I suggested that itwas, perhaps, a bit too girly. "Well," she said, "Itgoes with these pants. Nothing else does. But I haveskirts in here..." I wore the shirt. Underneath theshirt and pants I wore her white bodysuit. Her logicwas, "You have no underwear. You need both panties anda top. I don't have a white camisole, and you can'twear a bra, so we need something else to cover yourtop. Something with sleeves, so a tank top won't do. Abodysuit is both a top and a bottom." I wore it.It was Lycra,. She just comes to the office in clothes but most of the people already saw each of her parts. All of them know she has a hairy pussy because people take pictures and showed it to others.She was so fucked-up that all these things don’t matter for her. She just wants to enjoy life. On one Friday night, she took me to the ‘House of Commons’ and we were having drinks. She came in a short skirt till her upper thighs and enough cleavage on display.She is horny enough and alcohol made it more. She. Within seconds they swelled and hardened into two rock-solid brown bullets. Slick with my saliva, my face slid easily from tit to tit as Jade moaned her approval. Swiftly her moans grew and it was clear she was loving the attention her breasts were receiving. It seemed like she might actually cum just from me sucking her tits.Finally, her moaning and writhing eased. “Good slave, you did a great job,” she said while she reapplied her nipple covers.Rejoining the party, Jade smiled at Anastasia as.