Janey's outfit was loosely based on that of a chauffeur. Very loosely. OK. It was black and she had a cap. There was a vest but no blouse, so most of ...er luscious tits were exposed. It buttoned securely across her upper tummy and forced her breasts together and upward to emphasize their fullness. Not that they needed to be emphasized, mind you, but she looked spectacular wearing it. The color and the cut were perfect.Her shorts, cut high on the hip, were tight enough to have been painted on and. Miranda saw the gesture. Perhaps he wanted to fuck her on the coffee table. ‘Will you stop it?’ said the mother in law, nudging her husband in the chest with the point of her elbow. Miranda sipped her coffee and then she looked at her in-laws. She let the java settle in her throat and then she flashed her fiancée a manufactured smile. Miranda was a natural at pretending. Miranda And Skyler: Let’s set the record straight. Miranda and Skyler were not exclusive and they were not together. Still,. "I go to the bathroom, peel off the bodysuit, and pull the battery pack out of my ass and give it a clean. As I'm stepping into the shower I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. The regime master has had me under is having an efffect -- my muscles ripple when I move and I now have a six-pack which I think frames my cunt quite nicely. Anyway enough of that. I'll be in trouble if I'm not finished quickly.I'm at a bar. My master has taken me there for some abuse and humiliation. He has told me. The stage was all set! Her hand trembled as she took another gulp of her cocktail. It burned a hot pathway clear down to her tingling pussy.She shuddered as she recalled looking at the towel that she had used after Steve had broken her maidenhead. Cherry blood, cunt juice and man-cum all mixed together! After their searing fuck she had slipped out back and hidden her emblem of sin beneath the woodshed. At least her blood had not stained the bedsheet! He had been on top!Steve's right hand.