Her tits were quite exposed, and her nipples were the longest I had ever seen. If ever a pair of nipples were made for nipple clamps, these were them....Being a single male pervert I know about those kind of things, and often dream of dominating a woman who would consent to being disciplined and turned into a personal slut.She was wearing a short, pleated, white skirt. When she finally moved from out of the doorway and into the light of the room it too became transparent. Dark stockings held up. " Seems awfully coincidental," responded Sal."We agree, and Intelligence is looking into it. Currently we think the bandits were hired to raid known locations of baby farms. This location was operated by a different group before Larissa went there. As best we can tell, Larissa's sponsor had nothing to do with the raid, or a reason to initiate it. After learning of the raid he was apparently quite saddened by it. We don't understand it. Larissa says she thinks she does, and tried to explain it. She’s his good girl, apparently, and why wouldn’t she be when she’s got butt cheeks as firm and round as the freshest, most unblemished peach?I sensed the culmination approaching. I snatched a glimpse at my husband's cock. He was throbbing, pulsatingly huge, for her. He mounted her, clutching her waist and rolling his head back in triumph as he does so. A rumbled groan was emitted, like thunder rolling from a moody sky. It’s the sort that came all the way from the trunk of his cock and spoke of. "It's beautiful," she cried. "It's really gorgeous, thank you darling, thank you."She held the sheer white lace baby doll up against her generous breasts and smiled at me."Can I wear it tonight?"I growled and she pressed her lips to mine in a cock stirring kiss."Will you take the panties off with your teeth?" Oh God yes," I hissed round her probing tongue, "I can't wait to see you wearing it." Wait no more," she laughed and turned her back on me for me to unzip her dress just as we both heard.