Holding her cunt lips apart with one hand, the girl slid a finger of her other hand deep into the yawning pussy to rub and caress her elongated and th...ck clitoris.Bette felt Greg's fingers dig into the soft flesh of her tit as the sensuous actions of the sexy female on the bed got to both of them. The sight of those long red enameled fingers rubbing back and forth across that rosebud of sensitivity, sliding in and out of her wet, slippery snatch, sliding up and down along the smooth flesh of. They were just so amazing. I didn’t even know who made them. They didn’t have a label on them. I tried to Google them. I wanted to buy the entire set. I could only imagine what other fun phrases they would have on them.My curiosity itched at my brain. I pulled my panties fully up my legs and a little to adjust them properly. The stretchy material cupped my rump, the lace looking so cute as it encircled my waist. I couldn’t help but cock a few poses, staring at my blurry reflection in the. He was doing what he could to make me feel comfortable. I suppose that with the offer of a blowjob on the cards, it was to his own benefit, but it reminded me that there was a reason we were friends, and why I felt safe with him. He was kind. And I wanted to make him feel good."Where are you?" I asked, feeling my way around the unfamiliar hall."In the bedroom," he called, and I followed his voice.I could see through the gloom that he was under the bedclothes with the duvet pulled right up to. They were both made of dark wood, with a smooth finish. The one on the left was actually a wardrobe and opening the double doors, I found all sorts of garments hanging there. There were more costume-type outfits like for a maid or nurse but what really piqued my interest were the fetish outfits; lots of latex, leather and spandex, with cut-outs, lace inserts, pants with no crotch and a couple of pairs of boots. My pussy twitched as images flashed through my head. The drawer below contained.