I leant forward and gently speaking into her ear: I wished you would be one of those mannequins in my window – so I could come and do whatever I wan...ed! A few seconds went by, then she turned around and whispered into my ear: what would you do if I would be your mannequin?!I swallowed deeply, and replied I would clothe you in high heels a tiny PVC skirt with a loose shiny top and bent you forward in a pose to expose everything that you have under that skirt - to all of the walking by public.“I. I stopped into a thrift shop and bought these ugly high heel boots and a short mini and went out on the street. I was scared to death but I needed the money. I was trying to walk in those boots when Jack came by. He turned and gave me two looks and said come with me. I didn't know if I was being picked up, arrested, or kidnapped. He took me to Denny's and bought us both dinner. He asked, 'What the hell are you doing?' I tried giving him an attitude but he just laughed. I started crying. He. I put on the bra, it felt weird, like my breasts were hitting my chin. I fastened the garter, but I had to sit down to put the stocking on, so I waited until I was back in the bedroom. Placing the kimono back on, I hobbled to the bedroom. Alex was dressed in a black tuxedo with an emerald-green vest. ‘Mmm, you look good enough to eat.’ Something about a tuxedo made me excited. He did not say anything, just pointed to my emerald dress on the bed. This was not the same dress, it was shorter and. I wanted her now; I wanted to bring her off now! I lifted her up to my mouth with my hands on her ass. She ground her hips onto my mouth. I put my tongue at the bottom of her spread pussy lips, and ran it up inside the length of her wet open lips. I could taste her honey. Her pussy was not just wet, it was thick like syrup. There was so much juice; I had to swallow some halfway up her pussy. Pushing my tongue into her hole, I her her let our a moan. That made my cock throb harder, knowing that.