’ ‘Because what?’ Blowing out a huff she told him, ‘Because I’m only wearing my panties.’ ‘Don’t be modest on my count.’ ‘Get out....�� ‘No.’ ‘Are you always like this?’ ‘Pretty much……’ ‘You drive me crazy.’ ‘Just give me the chance……upstairs……in bed……and I promise to really drive you crazy.’ ‘You really do have an enormous ego.’ ‘Want to find out what else I have that is enormous sugar.’ And Libby burst out laughing, ‘Michael…..do those corny lines usually work on women for you.’ Smiling he told. Jennifer was wearing a tight woollen jersey that hugged her body and nicely proportioned breasts. She also wore a tartan mini-skirt in red and black that contrasted very well the blackness of her jersey, thick Lycra opaque tights and high-heeled leather boots. Still wrapped around her lower face was the long red cashmere scarf that Jennifer had wrapped twice around her face and tied below her chin. I picked at the large knot in the scarf and began to unwrap it from her face, revealing another. She was carrying a small jeweled flute. The harness for the wings crisscrossed around her breasts in front. Her breasts were mainly fatty tissues surrounding her small puffy nipples. Daisy walked to the end of the catwalk, paused, and then inserted the tip end of the flute slowly into her pussy… but just the very tip… virgins had to be very careful. Daisy closed her eyes and moved the flute in-an-out for a few minutes. She pulled it out and licked it clean. She then turned slowly, and. I wasn't expecting this at all, as my computer messages made it quite clear that I wasn't into pain. Obviously she had her own agenda! She pulled down my panties and lightly whipped my ass cheeks, gradually increasing the force applied until my ass was sore and quite red."A Slave, even a Slut like you, should walk around with a pretty, red ass."Soon she quit the whipping and let me stand up to remove my blouse and bra. Mistress Rachel caressed my titties and licked and sucked on my nipples. My.