" I wondered why we would have to be fitted into underwear, and Frances' expression said the same thing.Mercy led us back to the fitting room. Neatly ...raped on mannequins were three pairs of the most beautiful dresses I had ever seen. One was a peaches and cream ball-gown, done in the airy style of the old south. Another was a formal Victorian, beaded and embroidered, done in heavy, dark green velvet and brocade. Frances went over and petted the velvet, enthralled. It was the final creation. ‘And I’d say it’s worth every penny,’ he replied, scanning her with a teasingly critical expression. He was leaning back against a square pillar, arms crossed over his chest, his laughing blue eyes visible now that he’d pushed his sunglasses into his hair. ‘It’s also probably ten times cooler than that little jeans and t-shirt outfit you had on,’ he added. ‘So think of it as paying for built-in air-conditioning.’ Even though she was trying to look disapproving, Anna laughed. ‘Somehow, I don’t. Sadie spun round and sat back on the edge of the sofa pulling me close, she reached forward and undid the button on my boxers reaching in and pulling my throbbing cock out into full view, she looked across at Sally who stared open mouthed and my stiff member and then leaning forward she started to expertly lick around the helmet.Very slowly Sadie took my cock deep into her mouth, inch by inch until I felt the tightness of her throat and her tongue flicking my balls before slowly withdrawing and. ." Barocca had her hands on her hips now. Behind her, Calista moved like a flash of lightning. Her hand clamped on Barocca's wrist, and twisted hard, making her release the laser pistol. "Ow!" exclaimed Barocca. "What the fuck..." Calista now had her laser pistol back in her hand. She gave Barocca a vicious shove that sent her colliding into Jeanne. "These two little traitors came in right after you left, Dee Dee," said Calista. "I'm ashamed to admit it, but they caught me by surprise,.