Now she can slide the fabric of her thong down the slave chain, ease the ring and key through the slit and finally put away her underwear, halter in d...awer, thong in laundry chute; it's much too wet to wear again without washing. Lucky Master has permitted her to make several dozen thongs so she can wash them once a week and still have an ample supply. Last of the undressing is removing the ankle boots with the three inch heels. Her ankle cuffs are loose enough to be slid up her shin to clear. One good day she told me to come shopping with her in evening because she was alone.Her hubby was gone to company and will return in night. I agreed and gone with her. She took lots of dresses and she was busy to see dresses and I was busy to see statues red color nighty its little transparent can easily see the bra and panty. She told me that what r u looking? It’s very cute and beautiful nighty then take it, she replied but to whom? I don’t have girlfriend not married?We both smiles and gone. She drove down a main road that turned into a more isolated area with open gravel parking spots. She pulled in and the car pulled up beside her. Next thing I see is a hot stud get out of the car and get into her Vehicle. Not wanting to get seen, I kept driving and circled around. I pulled over in side of road andwalked into the woods that looked onto the parking lot. I could not see much because of the tinted windows and sun. But suddenly as a cloud must have read my thoughts, I got a glimpse. She swiped a finger across and broke the thin webbing, eagerly licking the finger clean.Trudy quickly got up from the floor and straddled her daddy’s lap. Her right hand gripped the base of his cock as she moved his penis to the tiny opening. The smooth round tip stretched the resilient flesh walls of her canal as she shifted her weight down. Burt pulled down on her waist as he thrust in an upward motion. Trudy gasped as brief stinging pain signaled his entry. Burt’s cock penetrated into his.