Immediately, the water soaked her nightgown.“You may as well taker that off.” I told her. “It’s already ruined and you will be uncomfortable w...th that on you.”She looked at me straight in the eye. She knew I was daring her, and that was the wrong thing to do. She pulled the nightgown over her body and threw it on the bathroom floor. She was stark naked. She usually wears panties to bed but for some reason, she had not this night. Perhaps she had been planning on some recreational sex with me. She was presumed dead until a telepathic superpowered was able to makecontact. On her wishes, Miss Dunlop was "donated" to a kindergarten.As the case of Miss Dunlop became public outrage erupted and Miss Barkerwas put under pressure. Various media outlets dubbed her Mistress Barbie.Experts state that this might have put Miss Barker at the edge ofcollapse. The tragedy unfolded as the Danish-Norwegian dance-pop groupAqua became aware of Mistress Barbie's ability using their song. As theyfeared. She was wearing nothing save for an eye cover that he had kept from his last flight home from Barbados.He crouched beside her and silently started to massage each finger in turn of her right hand. Just this action was sufficient to make him hard in anticipation of what was to come. He slowly worked the warmed oil into her skin, working her fingers to flex the joints, sometimes squeezing to apply pressure to the small muscles and tendons, or applying an ever so light touch to sensitise the skin.. Steve walked behind, making sure his finger remained as still as possible as she walked. He didn't really want to hurt her, just pleasure her, hard.She bent over the table and laid the top half of her body over it, face down. He didn't know what she was thinking, but she didn't speak or try to move with his finger in her ass.Again he brought his other hand up to her pussy, and repeated the earlier operation. First one, then two, then the third finger entered her warm cunt. Steve licked his lips.