That something so feminine could be worn ... even though her work was often tough.She felt her nipples harden from her touch and she slipped her hand ...nderneath her camisole to stroke her bare skin. Her breast swelled enough as she cupped her palm over it, feeling its supple softness. She moved her hand over it and then her fingers lighting on her sensitive nipple.A groan threatened to escape from between her parted lips but she suppressed it, but not before she noticed the dampness between her. He knew my size but it didn't really matter, both the top & leggings were stretchy as hell. I had also been told, no underwear! I didn't really have a choice, the top was so skimpy, I didn't have a bra small enough to hide under it & the leggings were so tight, they fitted me like a second skin. They were pulled so far up my pussy you could see every contour.I took a deep breath & headed out for the evening. I didn't even make it out of reception before the comments started, two girls on. Tried all the different positions, role-playing with her being dominant and then submissive, toys, and different places. We would always talk very nasty during sex, and even at times we would watch porn while eating dinner, and talk about the porn scenes. It was during this time that we started to explore the "hotwife" or "cuckold" scenes. We talked about it, fantasized about it, and finally even set down some rules. She was the only one who was allowed to fuck other people, I was allowed to. Then I had the bullet vibrating against my clit. I had a about a half hour drive a head of me so I set the timer on my watch for 5 minutes and decided to have the vibrator on each setting for 5 minutes or until I couldn’t handle it any more. I was so hot, not just from the little bullet tickling against my clit but because I was getting excited with the thought that all I had on under my jacket was nothing except my birthday suit. I wasn’t really that much of an exhibitionist, in fact the.