When the Master had been satisfied with her size, her maid had taken to scrubbing her bosom daily with a paste made from ground sea shells and laced w...th some kind of sap or juice, the odor of which had burned May's nose. These scrubbings had at first been agony, as the gritty paste scraped away the stained skin while the noxious additive burned into her flesh. Her breasts had still been taut and swollen -which they remained to this day, to a degree- and felt like melons sliding under her skin. ’ As I pinched pulled and twisted her nipple, she groaned loudly, ‘Mike, are you really sure there’s no one around here?’ Instead of answering her, I slid my hand between the side of the seat and the car door and lifted the little lever causing my seat to flop backwards. As my seat fell backwards she groaned, ‘Oh good god Mike, I can’t wait anymore. I need to feel you inside me, now!’ Then she reached down and unbuckled my pants. While she was still pulling down my zipper she demanded, ‘Lift. .. hungry. She had never dreamed of being unfaithful to her husband. But every time she thought about Brother Bob lately, weird images of men and women fucking everywhere came into her mind. Must be those statues and those pictures, she thought.She had on a short mini skirt that she had never worn out in public before that morning. She had only used it to tease Will. Yet this morning she picked it to wear. Her panties were a flimsy pair that Will had bought her yesterday to look "nasty" in. You probably think I am a bit crazy buying this for myself, but why not? I like it.”“I don’t have a problem with it. I would like to see you wearing them.”“Haven’t you got stuff to deliver. I mean you don’t really have the time, do you?”“You are my last drop. I would love to see you dressed. How about it?”“Okay, seems like a plan. Just give me ten minutes.”“Sure. Can I have a quick shower as I have been running around all day and want to get clean and relax.”“Go ahead. It’s just through that.