. I turn my back to the mirror and slowly lower one side of my skirt then the other and move my hips as I work it down. When it falls to the floor, I ...tep out and kick it to the wall to join my jacket and my shirt. Standing there in my black bra and thong, my spike heels accentuate my long legs. I feel so sexy as I turn around, and watch as I run my hands slowly and delicately down my sides, back up and down over my breasts. I reach behind me and undo the closures of my bra. and watch as I. Gwen started rubbing Rachelle clit as fast as she could. Rachelle started bucking harder, and soon Gwen had to use her whole arm to hold her down. Rachelle finally came in a screaming rush, drenching Gwen’s hands, part of the beanbag chair, and the wood floor in front of them. Rachelle leaned back onto Gwen, and Gwen wrapped her arms around her.“I know how you look at me,” Rachelle said as Gwen kissed the skin her lips could reach, “I like it, and I want you to know I feel exactly the same. The night he beat her severely and raped her was when her love and obligation to him died. She packed some bags that night with her swollen eyes and black and blue marks. She was limping and crying as he puffed on his cigarette on the back deck. The rest of her belongings were removed under the watchful eye of a police escort, and she did not see him again until the divorce proceedings.Working in a law firm as a paralegal had its benefits. Lexa took her wife-beating, piece-of-shit husband. He gives a sharp tug on my nipple, anchoring me to him. Time stands still as I slowly find my way back. He croons and whispers to me in that sweet timbre, calling me like a siren back to the sea.I feel sharp pinches as something is attached throughout my body. Faintly I see different colors being played across my hood. I smile inside realizing my master has attached Christmas lights. Circling around me, the heat of his gaze warms me as it rolls across my skin.A soft kiss is placed upon my neck.