Well, thats the purpose of it, isnt it, I thought to myself. My plan was simple. I would sit next to Chas as he drove and play with myself, thereby te...sing him the whole way. The dress and underwear were perfect for it. I could easily fondle and masturbate myself, given the openness of the outfit. Wow! I said looking at myself in the mirror as I headed out the door, Now thats what I call a real farm outfit! Outside, I slipped into the passenger seat of the mini-van and flashed a huge smile at. The gardener could now have full view of her hairy and dripping pussy. Her legs were wide open, her lips pulled back slightly to show her inviting pink entrance. He dropped his shorts and moved closer. Was I going to let this monster of a cock enter my wife? Yes, why not, she wanted it. She wrapped her lips around my penis and I could feel her trembling with excitement. He was now over her, gently stroking his huge member. She opened her legs wider as he eased the head of his cock into her. "I see you're awake my dear," said a voice from the darkness.A candle suddenly burst into life, all on it's own.The face of the demon was suddenly visible. Candlelight flickered over his face ... his perfect face.Perfect except for his eyes.Hunger and evil stared out from those twin crimson orbs. They still burned with a bright red light ... and they looked ... hungry.I quickly scooted back until I hit a rock wall; in the back of my mind I realized this must be a cave.He gave a little smile, as. A rich older woman in a hotel bar, a simpering college girl, discovering her sexuality, nervous, naive, willing to do things that would seem unconscionable to the exclusive circles in which Ms. Hunter moved. And the hidden camera, placed in the hotel room with care, positioned so as to catch every depraved act, every sordid perversion that an older woman might visit open the delicate body of a girl barely out of her teens.“I thought…” I began, but she lifted her finger and silenced me with a.