I was fully made-up again with false eyelashes, heavy mascaraand eyeshadow in dark grey and dark violet and purple colors and darkpurple lipstick. My ...ig was again up but this time in a French Twistwith just a couple of tresses hanging down on each side. At any othertime I would've loved how I looked but this was now expected of me if Iwanted to avoid being punished.Underneath I wore all the matching Black PVC and White Lace lingerie aswell, even the waist cinching corset. As I was getting. My eyes watched you from the door frame, looking along the curvy silhouette of your body all that, the light outline of your lacy panties and bra showing clearly. My light foot falls didn't make a noise as I moved up behind you getting a closer look at you with a smirk my arms were wrapped around your mouth on your neck as I grinned nibbling on your neck lightly my mouth trailing up towards your ear as I bite down and tug on your soft earlobe getting a moan from your mouth.My hands slowly slid. She was not an expert user and I knew from previous experience that she kept her calendar and her e-mail correspondence on Outlook, just as I did. I was surprised when I found she had password protected access to the operating system. I had no idea she knew how to do that, but nonetheless, some form of security was in place. I wondered why.I tried a number of obvious possible passwords without luck. I knew she had only a rudimentary understanding of computers and I suspected any password would. My mouth fell open, gasping in outrageous delight as she tugged at my left nipple with her lips. Her hands spun me around, meeting her mouth with mine in an upended kiss. ‘Gonna fuck you… I’m gonna…’ Cindi panted with flowing vigor. She splayed her tongue across my forehead, grazing it across my bald sphere. Back again and again, tasting me as a feline would a bowl of warm milk. With my head now resting in her palms, her tongue feast carried through to my cheeks, my jaw… my nose. The dripping.