She started sucking on my cock while I shoved my tongue deep into her wet pussy with my hands grabbing hold of her sweet ass cheeks. She sucked my coc... while I tongue fucked her pussy. "Tongue fuck my pussy! Tongue fuck my pussy! yelled Lynne.While I tongue fucked her pussy I saw her delicious asshole staring at me. It was inviting me. So I couldn't resist. I removed my Tongue from Lynne's pussy and ran my tongue all over her asshole. "Mmm, yes, yes, lick my asshole. Lick it clean!" yelled out,. In a panic, she tried the trunk. It opened; her keys were laying inside. Claire opened the car and got in. It started easily. As she started to back out, she caught sight of herself in the mirror. She was still gagged. In her panic, she had forgotten the gag. She fumbled with the keys again and unlocked it. She also removed her collar. Only one more problem. She was still naked. She got out and opened the trunk again. She kept a blanket there for emergencies. She wrapped it around herself like. Why was this happening to me? What had I done to deserve this? Mom left me, and to pass the time I picked up one of the Glamour magazines Mom kept leaving in my room. I'd been looking at them more and more, recently, looking at the dresses and thinking what it would be like to wear them. Maybe Mom was right. Maybe I was starting to enjoy wearing dresses. I hoped not. There were some really cute dresses, for spring. There was a lime green satin dress with tiny white dots. It had a scoop neck,. There is little that is as relaxing as having a leisurely dinner with friends, a few glasses of wine and being able to sit outside in the warm summers evening, especially coming from the chill, rain damped nights in Dublin. After they left citing babysitters and work responsibilities I strolled back towards my hotel, stopping in a bar for a couple of slow drinks, enjoying watching all the people pass and the other customers flirt with each other. Soon I'd had enough though and I walked the.