I'll be over tonight. You know what to wear.? What to wear were stockings, heels, g-string, and bra?all black. It was simple.It was elegant. And he lo...ed to see her in it. Her whitish complexion lookedgood in contrast to the black material. Her proud breasts pushed out the bra(with a lee-tle help from a surgeon) and her nipples were just visible belowthe line of the cup. Her green eyes studied her reflection with relaxed experienceas the eyeliner pencil traced ever so gently along her lower. Fir unko bola tum bs leti raho ab jo karna hai wo mai karunga tum bas maze lo darling.Fir kiss karte karte uske neck pr aaya uski sasse tez hone lagi fir dheere dheere uske boobs pr hamla kiya jor jor se dabane laga aur chusne laga wo moan karne lagi ahhhhhhh neellllllllll aur jor se ye badan ab tumhara hai chiye waisa karo bs mujhe khush kardo aj. Fir uske boobs chuste chuste katne laga nipple pyar se wo aur garam ho rahi thi fir dherese uski nabi lick karne laga wo to aur garam ho gayi aur. The Mistress remained in full control of the whip; while the strands came tantalizingly close, none of them actually made contact with the engorged labia.By now the slave was moaning, and whimpering and shaking in her bonds, trying desperately to get some contact to her pussy, reaching for the orgasm, and not getting what she needed to come. I could hear pleading between breaths, and could see her head shaking back and forth. Her entire body had a glow of perspiration, and I knew that the. Beth said, "we better be careful mom. He might get fired up and want to push you or me to the floor."Marianne said, "I think we need to talk."It was Diane's turn to host the Bridge Club gathering at her house. She bought some pre-mixed Margaritas and Wine Coolers, chips and dips. The ladies all came in and sat around the dining table. All of the women in attendance at the regular 'Bridge Club' had a boy on the soccer team."So you will never believe what I caught the boys doing a couple weeks.