Oh, andbitch? I like lots of makeup on my sluts so make yourself nice andpretty for daddy. Get going."Back in my room I inwardly cursed Kevin. Such an...asshole. To havesomeone like that have power over me ate me up. I undressed down to mybra and panties and then looked through the clothes Emily and Cammiehad left with me. Kevin wanted me in something sexy. I picked out awhite dress. It was so tight that I had to tug it into place. Itcompletely gripped my whole body and barely came down low. ”“I don’t mind.”“I do. What do you think about placing a standing keyboard and monitor set up here, I think we can maximize the environment by doing it this way without taking over the whole shed...” she went on to describe her proposed set-up for Boris in detail.“I want to design a new power pack for him. I need to increase the energy density by a factor of ten at least, before I miniaturize it.”“Ambitious. Why not miniaturize as it is?”“It’s not good enough.”“I don’t think he will have any. The cab driver didn't seem to mind having this gorgeous woman sitting beside him. Gregg and Emily grabbed the next cab and they caravanned back to Emily's. While driving there, they discussed their plan for the evening. Actually, Emily TOLD Gregg what was going to happen. He just nodded, and grinned, his pants revealing his approval, something that wasn't lost on Heather as they stood outside the gates to Emily's house.She looked down at his tenting jeans and asked, "So, what were you two doing. My husband’s legs slid against mine as he thrust into my pussy, and I felt his nimble fingers slip between my cheeks to spread the wetness over my tight little asshole. With infinite care, patience, and gentleness, he slid first one and then two fingers into me, all while never breaking the rhythmic thrusts in my pussy. I tried to help but he stopped me with a gentle hand. ‘I want to do this for you baby,’ he whispered. ‘Just relax and enjoy this.’ ‘Mmmmm,’ I moaned, enjoying the attention. .