??You are learning well my slave; but you still have a very long way togo? So tell me slave, did you piss your panties? I suspect that you did.In fact...stand up and let me see for myself. And if I am wrong?then byall means please feel free to piss them for me on camera.? She chuckled.Tom nodded his head and stood up. When he did it was totally obvious toPrincess Dee that he had indeed pissed them as they were now much darkerthan the matching bra. Princess Dee laughed at the image.?How preciousmy. Jesus."Her face lit up in a feral, erotic grin of triumph as she let the head penetrate into the wet warmth of her box. He humped his hips, but she used her hand to keep herself from sliding further. He felt her flexing the muscles there, putting intermittent pressure on his cockhead. Then she pushed the tube out and rubbed her clit, the nearly inch long shaft profiled against his dick. Finally, with a quick, decisive movement, she positioned his spasming dong at her hole, and released it. She. "I'd go with the boots." So would I. I just hope I can fit in them." You haven't added inches to your feet, have you?" No, but I have added some to my calves." She slipped off a slipper and pushed her foot into one of the boots. "Now for the moment of truth ... can I get it zipped?" She tugged on the zipper, guiding it with her finger, pressing against the flesh of her calf. "Come on, Iris -- suck in those calves ... Ummph! Looks like it's a no-go ... It'll have to be the platforms. Getting. So I invited him for dinner.Its really common in my house. My friends come to my home for dinner. Even my dad joins us. And I too went to others house for dinner.I had a nice bath and wore some casual dress for dinner. I asked the servant to prepare the dinner table with good dishes and with some candles.Shyam came around 8.30 P.M and he looked very handsome in his dress. He bought me some chocolates as a present as he knows that I love chocolate. I just thanked him and hugged him. He still.