That is why you were punished with the hair clip on your nipples. Your rather weak answer was that you would choose whatever pleased me the most. What...would have pleased me most was for you to make yourself vulnerable and answer the question. This week I have a new task. A new question for you. I want you to change into clothes that you think will please me. I want you to take the risk and dress in a way that will excite me. But you also have to remember that you are on camera and others will. No one really caught my attention. I ordered another drink and leaned back on my seat. Suddenly, I felt two dainty hands over my eyes. "Guess who?" she giggled, and spun me around. "Hiii!" Alana said, as if we were best friends who hadn't seen each other in years. She kissed me on the cheek lightly and smiled. She was wearing a tight, hot pink dress with sequins. She also wore tights that made her lean legs look amazing. Her gold hair fell in curls over her shoulders. "Hey, girl, what are you. I can feel wave after wave of wetness pumping out of her. It's nice for me to know I can please her this way, the only problem is I can't breathe as she's squeezing my head so tight I can't move my head in order to get some air. As much as I like her pussy, I grab her knees and force them apart slightly so I can get a breath and avoid suffocating. She's still thrusting so I nuzzle her clit some more, I know from past experience that it'll be a couple of minutes like this before she feels able. I can see a slight depression in the thong and I know that is what I desire more than anything, but I force myself to be patient for you. Your legs are covered in long silk stockings with a matching lace pattern at the top. They frame the curve and shape of your legs beautifully, making me desire you even more. I let my hands slide down the outside of your hips and along your legs as you release a sigh of desire. I slowly remove your shoes and let my hands caress your calves slowly. I run a.