Cora wasn’t happy with the way she looked in the dress with no belt but both of them liked the way that the front part floated apart and round her b...ck, often exposing one or both tits. Cora wasn’t impressed with the dress like that when in her mind she thought that she looked like she was wearing a roller towel.Having said that, the taxi driver was impressed, especially as Caleb managed to get the dress off Cora on the way home and the driver got to see her totally naked when he opened her. She imagined a very aroused, aggressive Nick following her to the desk, overpowering her unexpectedly. She fantasized of him forcefully grabbing her and effortlessly bending over the desk with one of his massive hands to the middle of her shoulders, face pushed into the pile of paperwork as he insulted her with demeaning, vulgar names. She imagined him arching her neck and back with a swift pull of her hair, and using his free hand, lifting her skirt and forcefully spreading her thighs wide as. All of this was set off by matching black leather boots with sharp pointed toes, spike heels and a generous fold-over top in ‘cavalier’ style, whilst her top was echoed by the scarlet colour of her fingernails. Yet, Kirsty could carry it off in a way that most women approaching their mid-thirties could never have done. She had retained much of her youthful good looks, her skin was smooth, her face showed hardly any lines, and her auburn-tinted hair was stylishly shaped from a centre parting. Neil would take hours to get hard again after making love to her. Karl had already fucked her twice and was ready to go again. But perhaps that was the reason for it. Neil made love to her while Karl fucked her. She knew what she preferred. Claire led him to the Neil’s side of the bed and pulled down the duvet for him. Once inside she covered him up and walked around to her side of the bed. As she slid in beside him she pushed back the duvet and took hold of his erection. She held it there.