.and that poor tube top was struggling to contain those ponderous tits. As soon as I walked in the door, she ran over to me and grabbed me tight and y...lled "thank God you're here!" I checked things out and got her calmed down. During the work, her tits slipped out of their meager covering...she cut me a smirky little smile and said, "Well Colt, I but you liked that didn't you." I just giggled and said, "if you say so." About 30 minutes after I got there, I fixed the problem...which was a broken. And I could see right up her skirt, between her legs, right up to her red panties. I couldn't believe it. Red panties, right there for me to see. But I wanted to get closer. There was a table inside with cushioned chairs (much more comfortable than outside and still with that view). I moved my things, had a seat, and laid a book open as if I were reading.From here I had the perfect VAA: Visual Access Angle. I could see up her skirt better, and she still made no sign that she knew she was being. I've never felt as close to a woman as I did to Abby right now. There was no doubt that we loved each other.Abby stirred a little and whimpered in her sleep. I held her a little closer and felt her relax again. Gently I disentangled myself from her sleepy form and slowly uncovered her naked body. This was my first chance to study her. Abby's black hair was spread around her like a pool of oil, but below her thick eyelashes, there was not a hair on her body. She had no tan lines braking up the. I waited until she had peaked and then unplugged the insidious little device. I unlocked her chains and cuffs and began to strip her clothes off. When I removed the hood, she smiled up at me and said, "Good morning Mistress. Wasn't it a wonderful night."I chuckled to myself at how much she really loved this stuff. No wonder that Kara had wanted to try it. She wanted to know what she was missing. Not much from my point of view, although the sex had been great. I slapped her on the bottom and.