So far I like it, it’s a simple pleated black mini skirt, in a patent leather style with a red stitching.I grab the top and realize I’ll need help...putting this part on, I don’t want to take any chances messing it up while trying it on, it’s a corset style but has an overlapping cross style on the side with a red lace in the empty spaces, as there are also laces for the backing ... Not sure how practical this would ever be. Still curious to see myself in the whole outfit though, I peek my head. Set between the shores, it was a perfect resting spot after a morning swim. Her sweet pink tinted white skin glistened under the clear morning sun.She was completely nude, her red hair was like a curling oil fire cascading from her head down her gracefully curved back. He sat down on the high falls, taking cover behind a jutting rock to watch unobserved.For a moment her bottom pointed upwards just perfectly so he could admire the smooth curves of it, the absolute perfect handfuls it would make. When ever you fingers press against, or pull at your lips to pull the skin tight, you can't help but imagine it were my fingers, pulling at them, preparing to enter into you... or massaging your clit...You loose yourself in the feeling of pleasure and longing...All to soon you are done... all the hair gone... you grab the shower to start rinsing it all of... your free hand sliding along the newly shaved skin... oh so sensitive... you feel the fingers glide along your balled pussy, down to your. ” Joanne looked up at her. “I didn’t mean to punish Melissa so much, but she just kept pushing me.” The Head Girl looked down at her black shoes and waited.“Tell me about it, young lady.” Jasmine Storey said softly.Joanne paused and wiped her eyes and nose with the tissue and looked at Jasmine.“Melissa got sent to me by Miss Coulson.” She paused and tried to relax.“She had been caught throwing glue in class and then had argued with Miss.” Joanne took a deep breath before continuing.“Miss.