I know they would work on my bed but couldn’t really think where else I could use them. Maybe the table. I threw them back on the sofa because I wil... use that as my ending finale for this session. I didn’t even look at Amanda as I thought if I would use them now or not. I picked up the collar, walked back to Amanda, and held it in front of her. “Well seeing how you went through the trouble of getting this lovely beauty for this occasion. It would be a shame if we didn’t use it.” Amanda smiled. The way the small scrap of cloth covered her and concealed her. The way it cupped her sex, the way her pubic hair made a soft mound under the iridescent cloth... My breathing was getting a little heavier now. I let her skirt fall back on to her stomach giving me a hands free view of her panties.I had the sudden urge to see if her bra matched her panties. It was just curiosity. Nervously I pushed her t shirt up past her smooth (and incredibly soft) stomach and up till I reached the swells of her. Irgendwann kam er dann endlich und ich war froh, als es vorbei war. Jedoch wollte er im Anschluss noch seinen Schwanz von mir geblasen haben, also musste ich mich auch noch darum k?mmern. Als er zufrieden war, lehnten wir uns zur?ck und ich konnte eine Zigarette Rauchen. Ich dachte schon, dass damit die Luft raus sei und ich wohl bald verschwinden k?nnte. Wohlgef?hlt habe ich mich in dem ganzen Szenario n?mlich nicht. Nach etwa einer halben Stunde ging er aufs Klo und ich nutze die Gelegenheit. I covered my face in my hands and cried like a baby. Then I blew my nose, stood up and announced to my mirror that I would start exercises to increase my breasts and practice being sexy. As I carried on this one-way conversation in the mirror, I noticed a movement by my door. I had left it open to listen for mom, but when I turned around, no one was there. I put on my bathrobe again, and tried to act casual as I walked to the den. Mom was still sleeping it off, and there was dad, fumbling with.