She was holding a pair of pink patent strapless pumps in herleft hand, and a pair of pink sandals in the other."Now way, Charlotte. I'll never be able...to walk in them. They're like... seveninches!" They're five inches, Carrie. Besides, I don't want you to wear them thewhole day. I just wanna see how they'll look on you. Only for a minute ortwo."She took a step forward."Pretty, pretty, pretty please with sugar and cherry on top?" She batted herbig blue eyes again, much more slowly this. .I just like having myclothes torn off *Flash* I adjusted my ass on the couch as I sat back,the wet spot on the couch cold on my wet cunt. The shirt was some stupidguys polo, something a granddad would wear. Fuck I wish Suzi and I hadsome cute sexy clothes, the kind a good slut would love. Oh, shit, thespell...I still have to figure out what to change first. I looked over atSuzi, who looked SO cute in her leather mini and pink tube top that said,"Bimbo" across her boobs. And her thigh high. Dave and Mike stared at their bitch boss in her white lace stockings, red high heels, and pendulous breasts, just waiting to be abused.“Come on, Dave, look at her. Think of the things we could do!” Mike said.“We need to talk this over in private,” Dave said.Mary moved back behind her desk out of earshot from Mike and Dave.After a few minutes, Mike and Dave came up to her desk.“Ok,” Mike agreed,” but since we are not gay, you need to provide some assistance before we can do this. It does no good. .Let me say in hindi now ek din subha aunty kapre sukane chatt par aayi main vah betha tha kafi upset lag rahi thi mjhe dhke boli yaha kya kar rahe ho maine bola kuch ni aisi zara timpass fir hum baat karne lage bohot der tak hum baat kar rahe the unko bohot acha laga bohot hasya maine Fir hum donno apne ghar chale gaye fir kuch din baad aisi kabhi na kabhi milte upar aur apne bre me boli main uske boobs ko dhkta vo mjhe bohot bar dhki aise ek din hm donno phone chat kar rahe the ek dusre ke.