The corners of her triangular black neck-piece formed sharp-peaked shoulder-pads, the third corner pointing down into cleavage the white of her costum... was practically painted on to. Her cape was black on the outside and a light orange on the inside.Mezmerella's white goggles completely concealed her eyes. Each lens was set in tear-drop white plastic and glowed with orange energy. Orange energy that held a yellow spiral."If one person falls under," Mezmerella continued, "then the other can. Oh yea, Happy Birthday." Fuck you Missy; you're nothing but a prick tease anyway!"She opened the car and stepped out onto the pavement, then she looked back down at me with an expression that could only be described as one of contempt, then she slammed the car door, strolled up to her house and went inside without so much as a backwards glance. I sat there stunned — and mad as hell. Who did she think she was anyway, Ms. America? I started the car and drove back down the road to the 46. When I. James continued stroking me and I could hear and feel my precum making my cock slick as he stroked me. All of a sudden Cathy straightened up and flung her head back she panted “oh yes, fuck me baby, fuck me”, and I knew she was cumming. James grabbed her hips and fucked her for all he was worth pumping his cock into her he yelled, “Oh yes, take my cum you fucking slut”, and arched his back lifting her off the bed. Every muscle of his body was flexed and I knew he was pumping his hot cum deep. She laughed and said no but was clearly flattered by my asking.Things did change after that, she was more talkative and at times she would run her hand over my arm, or flash that beautiful smile.A week or so later she shocked me by saying she wanted to do a shoot but the photos would be private. I assumed for her husband but much to my delight and arousal she said just for me.A couple of days later with no work that day, I was set to photograph my very sexy assistant. She told me she had a few.