A few minutes of small talk passed and when the conversation turned to our last encounter, my desire for her jumped and I leaned down and began to kis... her some more. After a minute or more I reached down and began to caress her tit, feeling that lovely mound of flesh under her blouse. I then took hold of the front of her blouse and pulled it down exposing her one tit. I was glad she didn't have a bra on and so I bent down even more and began to suck on her tit. As I pulled her top down more I. Bourgeois."Damn right I'm not. I'm taking this." No, not that one. Take any other one. We won't call the authorities." Ms. Bourgeois crossed herself. Was she particularly religious? She shouted "oh God" when I was fucking her."I can't have you ratting me out after I split." He eyed the room, finally focusing on a series of tall metal storage closets along one wall." You," he motioned to Ms. Bourgeois, "Open up them first two."Patrice clung to me like a wet shirt. I held her close, to allay her. * I arrived home. I had few hours until the meeting so I entered my room to undress and took few minutes to admire myself in the mirror as I stood naked. My only worry was my body. I wasn’t confident in myself. Maybe I wasn’t hot enough for the guys from there? I have a fit body at about 5ft 6” with a nice ass and some cute C cup tits. I was ok with myself and I will lie if I said that I don’t envy Laura’s huge tits. I wanted huge tits but I have to work with what I have. * The building didn’t. Withthat Dominique began to unlock and remove the gag and corset (and mycute little maids outfit), and stripped me down to bra, panties, garterbelt and stockings. I noted my toes had been painted at some point andthey matched the red on my fingernails. It felt good to get out of thegag, but I think I'll miss the corset. It was helping to keep the fakeboobs from pulling too hard. With it off, they were yanking the nips alot. Plus I loved what it did for my figure. I was re-dressed in abright red.