“You only got forty on top of my twenty?” Rory was critical of how little I had negotiated for. I wasn’t going to answer her but I added that I ...lso got a shirt and it was worth twenty bucks by itself. We can be a little competitive at times and I probably shouldn’t have said that.“A Trump shirt? Oh my god, what the fuck is wrong with this place?” Rory was very politically aware and she could go on and out about Mueller and the porn star he had sex with and all that but this was neither the. ‘Lay down,’ he said, finishing the act of taking his pants off, and then hers as she crawled up to the middle of the bed. He kissed her toes as she was lying there, looking sexy and wanting everything he could give her. He slowly kissed his way up her legs, tickling her knees with his tongue. The skin on the inside of her thighs was soft as he kissed his way slowly to the junction of her legs which was wet, the lips puffy and swollen with her desire. Her clit, too, was swollen, a little white. "I didn't even know there was one that gave electric shocks," Tara moaned. "Oh, why are they doing this to the wives of Titshurt?"That evening, while Preston was in the shower, Tara found her Victoria's Secret and Fredericks of Hollywood catalogs, and began to shop for more conventional brassieres. She phoned her orders in, being careful to specify that she needed these to be shipped by FedEx Priority Overnight."Do I have to wear one of these punishment-bras to bed?" Tara moaned pitifully to. I really loved the black lip liner with red lipstick, in the same style as mine. Of course I used a bit of burgundy in my lipstick and eyebrow colors, as they work better with the red wig.Molly's wig was blonde, styled in an up-do fashion with spiral curls on the neckline and temples. Her eyebrows were black, and she had achieved that smoky eye shadow look that I never could master.Below the hem of her robe were black seamed stockings that disappeared into feathered black open toed high heels.I.