It was low cut, just barely covering her aureoles. Her nipples showed clearly. The skirt barely covered her crotch.?Sit down so we can check the lengt....?There was more laughter as the dress rode up her thighs and showed her pubic hair.?Now the shoes.?They were open toed black sandals with 4-inch heels.?Your ready. Come along.?Beth drove the car. Janet was in the back seat with one of the largest and strongest girls in the sorority. The girl was a martial arts hobbyist.They drove to a city about. ”
“I don’t think I can do that with your mom upstairs”
“Oh, come on you big chicken, please, let me see you beat off while looking at me…will this help?” 

And with that she takes out her other breast and starts playing, pulling and rubbing her nipple. OK, I lost it there. Again. This was becoming a habit as far as my niece was concerned. 

So I started jacking off under my sweat pants.

“Not fair” she says, “not fair. You can see me but I can’t see you” 
“You mom is upstairs you warped little. I'll leave the details of clothing, underwear and padding to your imagination. Since the Fashion Gods have decreed that cigars are no longer smelly, cancer causing, evil and disgusting, we can be politically correct in imagining our agent leaning back in an enormous chair, telephone in one hand and cigar in the other, with a client on the line. It might go something like this:"Good morning, George, how's life in the Big Yellow Box? Say, George, now that Santa is done with Dennis and you have. I am happy to see you. And has your Master made a decision?" I think a bit too much alcohol last night made the decision for him, Mistress."Candace clipped her wrists together then turned her around and fingered the jewelry adorning her nipples."These are lovely, kitten. I saw them at the vendor area and thought of you, though I still think your nipples would look lovely pierced. I gather you saw that Samuel is here and that he will be the demo man if your Master does not show up." Yes,.