"Underwear first, sweetie. Basque, black stockings and panties on."She switched my air off. I scrambled for the clothes, pulling them on asquickly as...I could, doing my best not to ladder the stockings. I stodwaiting to breathe."Prostheses?"I picked them up from the box where I kept them and pushed them into thecups of the basque. I waited again.She allowed me a breath. Then she switched it off again."You have to learn more quickly, Tina. No hesitation and no thinking;when I say 'Do', you do it. When he started to work on the edge of my back, I helpfully folded my hands under my head, giving him easy access to my sides. He moved his strong hands all over my back and neck as I moaned…It was when he climbed on top of my waist, explaining that it gave him better leverage. He kept working my sides and then as he moved on from my back and neck he brushed against the sides of my breasts and worked his hands down to my legs.His huge hands then began working on my feet. After a while he slowly. ‘So what do you think you’ll be getting?’ Thomas spoke, ravenously looking over the menu in front of him. They had planned the date at Dîner de Jean-Luc, a moderately fancy- but not too over the top- French restaurant that was located nearby. ‘Hm… I have no idea,’ responded Maria with a humorous look of shock on her face, ‘everything looks so good!’ Thomas tilted his head up slightly and glared at Maria, ‘I’m looking at something better,’ he retorted. Maria looked up at him with a look both of. She adjusted the padsuntil they were perfectly centred on her nipples, feeling the tremors of anotherorgasm growing fast as the probe continued to tease the lips of her vulva,occasionally arousing flashes of pleasure as it rippled close to her delicatelyaroused clitoris. “Ah! Ah! No!” Frantically she worked the controls as ripplingtendrils penetrated every fold and crevice of her tingling lips, already slipperywith the juices of her arousal. Seconds later she convulsed again in anothersearing.