From my well organized drawers I pull a lightblue, full cut panty in size five/six and its matching camisole top. Thetop has thin straps that will not...show through my shirt.Rolling tan pantyhose up my almost hairless legs is next, followed bytight women's jeans that I have removed all the outer labels from. Anormal, men's golf shirt, buttoned high enough to hide the camisole isnext, then thin black socks and unisex loafers for shoes.I do not wear make up or jewelry out of the house, I am a. Her pussy started to leak.“Oh, the leg- spreaders! We haven’t used those in a long time! Since that time we…,”SMACK!Candice felt the sharp sting from a quick slap on her bare ass.“Shut it, slut. Or do I have to use the ball-gag again?” Darlene asked.“No, Darl…,” Candice quickly caught herself. “No Mistress.” Candice knew that once they started playing this sexy, naughty, game, she had to follow the rules or be punished. And Darlene could be a little harsh sometimes (not that she minded too. ”Grace giggled. “I’ll tell her it was a bit loose and is somewhere in the washing machine but we’ve got to wait until Monday for the mechanic to come round and find it for us.”Terry chuckled. “Wicked wench! You think she’d believe that?”“No, my Terry. I’ll tell her the truth and you will rise even higher in her estimation.”“Flatterer!”“No, my darling Terry. The truth again.”Terry bit his lower lip. “Oh God!” he whispered finally. “You are very, very special, my darling. How I love you! Thank. Then she lay on me fully, her face next to mine, her lips on my lips. We kissed and it was magic, our tongues twisted and our lips locked together. I felt her breast with my hand, squeezing the firm flesh and rolling the hard nipple in my palm. My other hand caressing her back and finding it’s way to her arse.I squeezed her buns and held her close. We kissed like this for 5 minutes then she broke away and smiled at me. I smiled back and pulled her back kissing her again.Tom woke up and we went.