I promised myself this time I'd take my time pleasuring this wonderful girl. I kissed her inner thighs moving close and closer to her panties. Each ti...e I'd get close to her wonder she would begin to moan and I'd pull back switching thighs. After torturing her a little longer I moved my hands to each side of her panties.This time I slid them off as slowly as possible. Once she was naked she spread her legs wide like a good little lesbian. Her pussy was again mine if only for tonight. I leaned. I was wearing a pink poodle skirt, a white blouse,and unfortunately a bra with some silicone breast forms. Steve was wearingjeans, black boots, and a white t-shirt.After that evenings rehearsal Steve asked if we could go over some linesthat evening. I agreed and he wondered if we could meet in costume. I saidyes, and we walked over to his room. He was lucky enough to have a room ofhis own. We sat down on the bed, and whipped out our scripts.We both turned to the next scene. It told us to. At least I had the night off, so I could take a hot bath and relax. ‘You know,’ she said as I parked the car a few minutes later, ‘Della comes home tomorrow. Maybe the three of us can get together after the clients go home.’ With that though in my head, I turned off the ignition and prepared myself for a day of schoolwork. As if I’d be able to concentrate with the thought of Lori and Della in one bed. Four long hours later, we finally had our rough draft. It was all set to be typed up, but that. I can’t do this”, she tries to explain to me. “Yes, you can do this. And you will.” I keep moving the clear acrylic up and down her body as we speak. Her voice is shaking and she sounds like she may start to cry again, “I’ve had enough, please, let me up”. “You know I can’t do that”, I reply, adding her name for emphasis. She is pleading now, “I’ve had enough. I’ll do whatever you’d like”. We both know she is not going to use her safe word and I reply by bring the.