We would be glad to helpyou dress if you wish, I am sure we have everything else you will need.Let me see your outfit."Sam opened his valise and hande... it to her. Pulling out his dress shegushed over what she found. "My, this is truly divine, we will ensureyour makeup compliments this outfit." She then called out, "Sue I needyou here."A young man dressed in a French Maid costume showed up and did a deepcurtsey. "Yes, Miss Pattie what can I do for you?" Yes. Take this dress and get the. And we still shouldn't be doing this." Nonsense, mom. You look amazing. Sexy for any age. Hell," I went on, warming to the subject, "other women must be so jealous of your figure." I tried to lean back in, to nuzzle at her once more, but she gasped as I moved, tried to push me away and close her legs. I allowed her to push me away slightly, but my position impeded her efforts to hide herself away; as I leaned back, my tank top rode up, slid down my jutting length- again escaped from the fly of. I began rubbing, much to her disdain. "Don't act like you don't like it Tay, I feel your little pussy getting wet!" I exclaimed, running my fingers through her slit to the source, feeling the fluid start to leak out of her twat. She got even more angry then, shouting through the tape. "Shut up cunt!" I said loudly, slapping her face again with my free hand, then pushing my two middle fingers inside her roughly. She grunted, and arched her back - I knew the twat loved it. "See slut? I knew you. I proceeded again. This time, I produced a lot more smoke. I then tamped the burned tobacco, and proceeded for the real lighting. The room quickly filled with thick smoke as I was puffing on the briar.I took a few more puffs, and looked at her. She was amazed. Even more, I was sure she was completely aroused. I could see one of her hand playing with her crotch under her gown. "Shall we proceed?" I carefully asked, the smoking pipe clenched in my jaw. "Oh! Why yes of course," she said. She.