She wanted to stun the boring farts of the tennis club with ouroriginality and panache. In the end she talked me round. I started toquite like the ide... of shocking the membership and making a statementabout how bold and original we were.We talked through what preparations we would need. Annie started toprepare a "to do" list.1. Create a waistline. I am slim and fit but a corset was decided as the best option. One built into the outfit as a bustier, was considered best.2. I needed hips and a. For hot summer days she brought from the storesA pink leotard swimsuit for all outdoor choresa turban swim cap and heeled mules for my feetThat's how I do yard work outside in the heateach day after school she needs time on her phoneSo she gives me her homework on top of my ownShe examines them thorough, Isn't that nice?"There is an error, now you'll do it all twice"She likes to wear heels that make me feel smalland twice every week I get to polish them allI clean all her jewelry before i'm. Oooooh….uh uh. Huhn! Huhn! Huhn! Mmph! Chandani!" Chandani picked up the pace, pushing herself up and forward more, licking every inch of Rangani’s wet pussy. She bit down a few times on the flaps of skin to the sides before resuming the heavy licking. Soon Chandani was moaning along with Rangani’s, feeling herself get wet. "Oooo, you make me feel so damn horny!" Chandani yelled. Rangani was moaning and groaning herself, her eyes squeezed shut. "Fuck, Chandani. You're so good!"Chandani smiled,. "Was that okay?"Seriously ... that's what she asked.I took her face in my hands and kissed her. Yes, I could taste myself – or, at least, something different than before. "If it was any better, you'd have been calling an ambulance," I told her. "Come on, let's get dry and I'll show my appreciation."Drying off was almost as nice as the shower, though without the oral bit. It was Emma who led the way to the bedroom, where she threw back the duvet and lay back with her legs spread and reached up.