He heard their muted conversation elsewhere inthe shop but could not understand the words.The ten minutes that passed seemed like an hour to Brit befo...e they cameback into view, each holding a Styrofoam head supporting an auburn wig.Zoe told her husband to sit on the only available stool and unpinned andlifted off the blonde wig she though had suited Brit. In its place Sueput the wig she had chosen and adjusted the position of its shoulder-length wavy tresses. "I like!" she said as she. I'm feeling pleased with myself. My first little bit of topping. The feeling lasts about a minute.It's only after the girl in rubber has gone that it occurs to me that my main role in this little exercise has been to get her slave nicely warmed up for her. The girl in rubber has had the fun of thrashing the man in the pillory and her slave has been evidently excited by being required to make an exhibition of herself. Now the two of them have disappeared off, no doubt for some joint amusement.I. I saw her put her hand down the waist band of her skirt. “Allow me,” I said like a real gent and I slid my hand down beside hers, “I got longer stronger fingers than yours.” I said as I slid my fingers into her tiny silk panties.“Sod your fingers I need cock,” she whispered.I fingered her clit untill she gasped with pleasure, “Bastard I need cock.” she complained.“Take your pick,” I gestured around the room. There wasn’t really any guy left with any energy in them apart from those actually. We laughed. She started preparing coffee. I was just in my tracks with a bulge down popping up and without a shirt.I sat beside the stove over the counter, in front of her. She came close to me and gave me a hug. I also hugged her tightly. Staying in this position she thanked me for being her best friend also added that she wants to be open and very close to me and never wants to hesitate on anything. She took a promise from me and she also gave the same promise that our friendship will never.