Oh God... fuck me harder!"Brian felt the pressure mounting in the pit of his stomach, his balls tightening as he slammed his cock into Kirsty faster a...d harder. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips as his seed erupted in her wet pussy, sending streams of hot cum deep in her tunnel. Brian could feel the walls of her cunt gripping his pulsating cock, milking the length of his shaft. His groans bounced off the glass walls of the shower as he continued to pound into Kirsty's tight. The skirt really was very short and would have been nouse at all with stockings and I was sure that they would evenshow my panties if I bent over at all. I really wondered if Idare to wear this outfit, bearing in mind I had planned to godown for breakfast in a few minutes!I showered and shaved and put my wig back on and did my makeupand then went back into the bedroom. I opened the packetcontaining the tights and opened them out. I noticed they wereclassed as dancers fishnet tights and saw that. When I slide my hand under your skirt, you push your bum a bit towards me. This gives me the opportunity to even slide one finger quickly between your pussylips.While we walk to the restaurant, we are chatting and laughing. Once arrived at therestaurant, the head-waiter guides us to our table. He clearly followed my preciseinstructions : a table of 4 (so I can sit beside of you) in the far corner of the restaurant, out of sight of most of the other people.The waiter brings us the menu and I. I was told tolift my bottom, which I dutifully did, and they were pulled upover the nappy. Short socks were put on each foot, and aftersome discussion about size, each foot was slid into a shoe, anda strap crossed over my instep, which was fastened at each side.They then told me they were going to undo the rest of thestraps, and again warned me of the consequences of not doing asI was told, but as they undid the straps securing each wrist,they put the two halves of a hard, see-through plastic.