The dress was lying, sticky with spent spunk, on the floor. With a grin, she pulled it up then slipped it it on, smoothing the stains away, wondering ...f anyone were out there now, in London, looking through the window and watching her still.Cornelia's GG breasts were taut, pushing hard against her thin dress. It was a conscious effort not to try to lick them, to find the after taste of hard fucking spiky over them. She stood in front of the mirror and stared at herself, one hand caressing her. It was getting close to lunch, when he jumped onto the net to take a quick glace at the headlines. This wasn't something he normally did, but with his life coming, well alive, around him, he wanted to keep tabs on some of the insanity that his country was engaging in. Again he noticed the headline about the lottery, and he frowned. They'd tracked down where the ticket had been purchased.He clicked on the link and his heart started to race. It had been bought at the mall very close to here. The. "Want join me?" her shorts fell around her feet as she pushed them over her hips and for the first time in many years I was looking at her naked. "UMM, ya ok let's go."She was laughing as she turned and ran down to the beach. I was speechless as I watched her naked ass move with each step she took and slowly began to fallow her to the water. She dove in after splashing out a few feet and came up pushing her hair back from her face. My eyes went to her nipples and I watched them grow hard from. His had moved to my cock. “You know what this is?” he asked, grabbing my cock with two fingers, my shaft shrunken to the point that I knew I looked like a weak little faggot, his chatel, his property. “It’s my clitty, Daddy,” I said nervously. “My sissy clitty.”“Yes, good boy.” I heard what sounded like he’d popped his cheek with his finger, and as soon as I heard it, my panties were pulled aside and he plunged his pointer finger into my asshole. I was a good sissy, so instead of wincing.