The second one had me from the rear, standing in the shower with Violet, one of her arms around me and smiling wickedly while her other hand was betwe...n our bodies. No doubt working up a lather, from the suds. The third picture showed me lifting one of her breasts to my lips where I circled her nipple with my tongue and her mouth was opened. Her mouth was open wider in the fourth, while mine was busy about two feet lower than the breasts on her prone body. In the fifth drawing she was also. I am of course mortified because we broke up over my dressing, which I never thought was a big deal, so I spend the rest of the party avoiding them, always watching where I go and leaving rooms as they walk into them... Finally the party winds down and most of the guests are gone, so I assume she is gone too and start to relax. Big mistake. I no sooner sit down than there she is hands on hips shaking her head with a look of disgust on her face...I start to get nervous and pretend I am someone. Her back arched to take my fingers deeper telling me she wanted me to fuck her. I knelt over her. Her legs between my knees and grabbed her perfect ass with both hands opening her up to me a bit more. “So, am I going to fuck my girlfriend or am I going to fuck that hot little slut I drove all the way out here for”. I said in a serious tone. I was surprised I even said it out loud but I was certainly thinking it. “I’m your hot little slut now” she whispered back at. I left her hands tied. At that point they were purely decorative. You tore some of the stitching flailing around like you did when Master punished you. Which you deserved, by the way. If not because of what he punished you for, then for almost ruining that suit. Do you know how long it takes to cut and sew leather?’ Tara complained, emerging from her closet with a tailor’s measuring tape around her neck and a clip board in one hand. ‘Sorry. I didn’t exactly plan to get spanked.’ Lindsey flushed and looked at the.