She had a stunning head of luscious red hair, was pixie cute with proud youthful breasts and hips that did wonders for her walk. I had felt her eyes o... me more and more of recent. She was the eldest daughter of a powerful trading house and represented another recent development - powerful economic houses throughout the Empire and allied worlds trying to get their daughters and sons into the royal Seraglio or any other position in the Royal household that might give access to me. Getting labeled. I wanted to take my thoughts so that I will not get aroused by his actions but the itch was very erotic. I laid back and closed my eyes and prayed to gods that please end this as soon as possible. But what I found that he came towards my breast and started playing with my nipples and at that very moment I let out a very small moan in my breath. I was feeling very strange that why am I feeling good about it I am getting ****d. My inner nymphomaniac and desiring woman woke up and I caught his. He makes me laugh. He explained how he is going to set the camera on a tripod and get in every picture. He has a remote and will be able to click at will.I can't wait to see this! Roger will be too preoccupied to think about that remote button. Let's see, Roger is just about done with the second heel. I don't think I'll wear a dress. I'll just greet jerry at the door like this. I have on a garter belt with black stockings with the little line in the back and my fuck me pumps! I'm driving Roger. “Oh, god, mom. Let me sleep for another half hour.” I said groggily.“Now, now. You know you have school in an hour. Get your tushy up,” Mom says, pulling away my blankets. Her dark turquoise eyes are drawn to the wet pool that is between my legs. Disappointment and shame come over her face. She blows on her the bangs of her shoulder-length crimson locks and runs her hands through them in annoyance. “Oh, Cliff. Why are you still wetting your bed at this day and age.”“It was just an accident. I.