When I got there, I found another note resting on my breakfast table. When I opened it, it read "I hope you are ready to dress to impress! But before ...ou can wear the clothes I've left there", (I looked over at one of the chairs and saw a garment bag, a shoebox, and a cosmetic bag filled with my makeup and some of my favorite jewelry. I was supposed to save it for later though, so I didn't open anything.) "You must make sure your pussy is free of hair.So he wanted me to shave. I knew that he. I reached in to my bag and wiped my fingers on a tissue, and then wiped the excess cunt juice off my thighs. I had a wonderful feeling of relief and fulfilment, and continued my journey home, feeling on top of the world.I came to the conclusion that this permanent ache in my pussy had to be sorted out. I've always had a spare set of keys for Carol's house, so, having reached home, I immediately grabbed her keys off the hook in the kitchen and let myself in to her house. After putting her mail. Could he come to our house one night and go over what she wanted and how much it would cost. He said: "Any night, as my wife is gone on an extended trip and I don't have any evening committments." She responded, "I will check it out and be back in touch." Now, as she slid down on my cock, she said: "Would tomorrow night be okay with you?" How do you say "no" in such a compromised position?She had bought a satin dress a few months earlier. It was virtual see through and the beautiful nips. Her body was thrusting now in eager anticipation as the horrified girl watched helplessly.She convulsed as her fingers found her vagina and began feverishly massaging her clitoris.Yet, somehow, Adrienne knew that the pleasure, as intense as it was, would not satisfy the being within her, Too long had she kept the other a prisoner of denial. Too long had passion been repressed. The other had remained a virgin too long, being denied the satisfaction of deflowering the sweet and innocent.