Maybe else.... A chicbrown leather ensemble.... A collar, a belt and a strap from one to theother. It was high style, model wore brown clothing... yeh... called asursingle. Idea from horse wear. Very erotic. Vertical straphighlighted the breasts obviously enhanced by a cone bra so popular inthe fifties, forties. By God, I think I'll put something together likethat for her... maybe for both of us. Be fun to chain our collarstogether when we fuck."Sit girl! We need to put these pretty boots on. I was so jealous. And then later, when you knocked on my door to say goodnight, do you remember how I sat up in bed and my right breast was exposed? I pretended I was unaware of it and saw how you stared at my hard nipple. And when you leaned down to kiss me, I was so hoping you’d kiss my breast, but you didn’t, of course. I dreamed about you that night, though, Daddy, and in my dream you did. Put your tongue into my cunt and lap up all my pussy juices; I want you to know my taste. Do you like. ”Marcus rolled his eyes but stopped arguing. It was not that he could not afford it, but he did not want to get into the habit of spending this much on Katrina when he was not even sure how long they would stay together. Luckily he had just gained an ample opportunity to test. ”“That’s nice,” Sean said. He looked at the box that was now shaking from side to side and commented, “It looks like something is trapped in the box.”“You’re right. It does look like something was caught in this poorly disguised trap,” Liam said with a smile.“Indeed it does,” Sean said nodding his head.Liam said, “Imagine the shame of getting caught in such an ugly trap.”“The horror of it all,” Sean said.“Judging by the way the trap is moving around, I would say that something pretty big was.