She turned her attention back to the table, and pointed her toes back onto the insole of her shoe.I turned back to the fine print on the bottle, and l...t my eyes wander through the mirror to the sole of her foot. My eyes followed her legs up and I noticed a caterpillar crawling along the hem of her skirt. I said ‘It looks like you have a hitchhiker on your skirt.’Marisa looked back down at me and followed my pointing finger to her hemline. ‘Oh, thanks,’ she said as she lifted her right leg to. Mom was just shaking her head at Kath's antics. "I guess we need to getyou another piece of lingerie, Sandy. But that's all we need, thank youanyway, Kathleen."We stopped at a specialty lingerie shop on the way home, and explainedwhat we were looking for to the fortyish sales clerk, who introducedherself as Marianne. She seemed to know her stuff. Marianne had me putmy costume back on in the fitting room. I was very glad I had breasts,as small as they were, so she'd think I was just another. Finally she felt his dick at the mouth of the tunnel, “no sir please,” she begged again. She felt his hands go to the top of her head, sliding along the floor still, keeping him laying above her, when they reached and cupped her head his whole body rammed up. She felt his cock enter her, sharp, hard, forceful. She didn’t know what to do. Tears in her eyes came as release because it wasn’t as painful as the first time but then the pain in her back where the brand was hurt as he rammed into her. “Well, I knew something was up when you got home,” she said, with a smirk on her face.“What do you mean?” I asked, all innocent.“Well, when I left you last night you were wearing one of your western shirts, that one” she said, pointing to the shirt laying on the folded down back seat. “And when you came home last night, you were wearing Steve Miller.”She then reached out before I could stop her and grabbed the shirt from the back. The look on her face was priceless when she realized that the.