“Make sure you get that pussy nice and worked up for me, kitten. Make sure it's nice and slippery for me.” I caress your face as I watch you pulli...g on her panties. Pulling her ass up as you slip your white satin between her little pussy lips. And you can see her pussy glisten with fuck-honey. You can just fucking see it. And you just want to reach out and touch..... I pull your head back and slap at your hand playfully as you reach out a little more for her pussy. Kitten just wants to play. Without realizing it, my mouth hung upon as I whipped my head around to stare at her in shock. Molly wasn’t exactly a saint, but she swore so little that it almost always was reserved for when she was furious. We both stared at each other studying each other’s faces before we eventually broke out in laughter. Eventually the laughter died down and with it, the conversation, so wordlessly we paid for our meals and found a place to sit and eat, in uncomfortably unusual silence.“So, you played the. ..” Of course I was fully clothed but Lycra seems to be more erotic than nakedness at times, these were top quality yoga wear, designed to mould me, toning my legs and ass at the same time. One particular shot they loved was with me from behind, holding a tennis racquet high over my head and pushing out my ass whilst looking over my shoulder, as if I had quickly turned whilst warming up and caught with you staring at my ass and slim waist. They also said they want some body part shots and made. I was in a daze. She finally told me to sit down and she went back to the bedroom. After a few minutes she came out wearing a different skirt and she was carrying the skirt she had on before along with a bag of stuff. She came over to me and brushed the skirt across my face and dropped it down onto my lap. "Is this the skirt you want to wear Jeff" she asked. "Tell me what you want to do." I just sat there frozen in a daze. She said "come on sweetie. We talked about it before. Why have you come.