Once I had her buttons fully unfastened I bent and let her remove my shirt. Sliding hers off at the same time. As I straightened her hands came up to ...aress my chest, brushing my nipples. I cried, ‘Foul.’ And she smiled as she reached behind her and undid the clasp on her bra and shrugged her shoulders, dislodging the straps. ‘What do you mean?’ she teased, letting her breasts keep the bra from sliding off. I reached out and flicked the cups free. ‘That’s better,’ I stated as I ran a fingertip. "Yep," he said, "pretty l'il thing, 'bout half his size, all lace and bows and such. Came with trunks of clothes and doodads."That was not really unusual, but a number of British officers had adopted the custom of having a woman for their pleasure in the colonies who was not a true wife, but simply a convenience, a mistress with the name of wife. I wondered which this woman was and whether or not it mattered. I stayed around another day, got one good look at the man my lieutenant was so. "Very good, doesn't Courtney have a beautiful body. Courtney, I would like you to show our audience a more intimate look at your body. Turn around, spread your legs and bend over and remove your heels and stockings. Do not bend your knees as you do this."Courtney groaned in shame. The position he wanted her to be in would show everyone her spread pussy and also her anus. She knew she had to obey and turned her back to the audience. She spread her legs and began to bend over."Spread your legs. " She took a deep breath and completed the question. "Trish, do you need a bucket?" She nodded to Quantum Knight, and pointed to the kitchen. "Could you get her one?" Ew!" Quantum Knight pulled back her mask and ran to the kitchen. A moment later she returned with a large plastic mixing bowl. "Will this do?" Perfect," Annie said, taking the bowl and putting it in Tricia's lap. "Can you make her a cold compress?"As Sandy ran back to the kitchen, Tricia sunk forward, dropped her head into the.