She must be nearly six foot tall. She is wearing thigh length boots, a thong and a push up bra that accentuates her 38c tits. She has a choker with si...ver studs around her neck and a Skipper hat that has silver studs around the rim. She has very long blonde hair that trails like a main. In one hand she has a riding crop and in the other two black leather leads. The leads are attached to black leather collars on two slim, naked girls who crawl on all fours behind her. In that position their tits. The black cashmerescarf and tank top shorts set complimented my sensual figure.Any resentment I had for him had passed as I posed for him. My breastsstrained under the tank top as he sat on the bed. Long practise inwalking in heels made me walk with a sexy nighclub sway of my hips. Mytoned calves and thighs were shown off as well, keeping his attention onme, I felt more and more feminine."You look more and more beautiful Beth," he softly told me as he pulledme onto his lap and rested his hand. Tim, concerned, is worried about what has come over her.Abbie tells him she is alright, just give her a minute. Seated in one of the chairs, Tim hurries to get Abbie some water. This gives Abbie time to compose herself.Everything is so clear to her now. That horrible night that she was at the Peacock when Tim has so innocently texted her asking her favorite colors, and her not answering right away. Tim has been planning, doing this since then. Abbie has no idea what this house looked like. But would an angel bringing God’s love be so sexy and down-to-earth? Angels weren’t supposed to be sexy, were they? Every time I’d think about his eyes, and his embrace, my nipples would grow erect and I’d feel moisture between my thighs. I wanted to maintain a sense of purity about the experience but my body, as I’ve already noted, has a mind of its own. By eleven o’clock on August twenty-third my thermometer read seventy degrees. In Missoula the temperature would already be in the nineties..