Shawn crawls on top of me and we start kissing again. His kisses are driving me crazy. I reach down and grab hold of his dick and place it at the en...rance of my pussy. He looks at me as like his making sure its okay. I move my hips up and the head pops in, so there was his answer. He slowly starts pushing it in and I feel him at my hymen, he looks at me again grabs my hands and plunges in. I can't help to scream as tears comes to my eyes. He starts to pull out but I wrap my legs around. I ordered her a custom thong and got the company name printed on it. Worth it.After a few moments of taking in the amazing sight, I respond with."oh, I see. there it is." trying not to sound excited. "I guess it is a company uniform, just the ones they give to the booth babes." She lets down her skirt covering her panties. "Is that all they sent?" I ask her."Yeah." Hmm. well, I guess you'll just have to wear those uniforms until they can send the correct ones." I tell her."Can't I just dress. " In other words, virginally slutty, with too much lip gloss, excessive blush, and an overabundance of eye shadow. After the gloss black wig, cut in a pageboy style, was placed on her head, she was given her next costume. This time, she would be a French maid, decked out with a starched white maid's hat topping a skimpy costume that exposed more than it covered. A frilly white apron over a tiny black miniskirt, black fishnet stockings, and absurdly high patent leather spiked heel shoes - a full. We walked up the stairs to the first floor of the hotel and I turned to climb the second flight to my room. “Not so fast young man, I want a word with you in private.” I knew she had caught me taking an eyeful of her thigh and stocking tops, and I probably hadn’t been too discrete about looking at her cleavage as well. She took hold of my tie and led me towards her room, then pushed me through the door in front of her. I knew I was in trouble. “Now young man, you have spent this evening trying.