She rubbed her feet, before standing and unclipping her stockings. She undid her suspender belt, and lastly pulled her knickers down. Then she sat on ...he loo and peed, continuing the conversation about travel in London that she was having with her mother. She wiped her cunt, and flushed the toilet, then got into the bath with her mother. “Ah that’s better.” Lorraine sighed, and lay back in the warm water. “How was your afternoon?”“Better than working for a living. Lunch at the RAC club, then a. I took her panties, and stuck them in my pocket, and headed back over to dave. I sat back down beside him, and took a swig of my beer. “piece of cake i told him.” He said, “how in the hell did you do that?”“i’m good,” i answered.A few minutes later, i said, “man its killing me to know what’s under that skirt.” Dave said, “me too.” I told dave i would be back. I went back to cindi, and told her to go wait by the bathroom door. After she left, i told dave to give me five minutes, and then come to. Not one to sell sex and self-respect for fame or for fortune, she was content being the wife of John, a mildly mannered marketing man. Unbeknownst to her, having already made his backroom deal with the Devil, John was the junior executive of the company and if he wanted to make his way up the corporate ladder, as had all the other junior executives before him, he had to play ball by giving the members of the board what they all so desired, and what they all so desired was his beautiful, sexy. She pushes something up thereand slowly pulls it out, it feels very smooth and gel like, and it's veryslippery. It hurts a little, but it also feels kind of good. After sheputs in and slowly pulls it out again, I let out a whimper. "I was afraidyou like this, I guess we'll have to leave it in there. After having itin for four hours, you'll be begging to take it out". She pushes it allthe way in and pulls up my panties. "Now, finish getting dressed." shesays.I put on the dress, the wig and the.