I don’t know why but for some reason I couldn’t move. I was in a sort of catatonic state as I lay there with my eyes closed and breathing heavy fr...m the tremendous blow job she had given me. She was all business at this point and removed my clothing like she was ripping open a Christmas present. When I was naked, I was still laying there with my eyes closed and I felt her naked body on top of mine as we embraced in a deep sensuous kiss. I started to let my hands roam over body and I could not. You pat your long milkmaid skirt and apron down, you brush your tight leather corset clean, and you pick any loose hay stuck in the bosom of your white blouse. You pout slightly to yourself as you notice the size of your breasts. Though the rest of your body is shapely, your breasts are no bigger than handfuls.You move your hands to your copper colored hair, which is braided in a single tail, and brush any loose ends down. You're the very image of a beautiful milk maiden with beautiful eyes and. As he walked, every step caused his legs to rub together with a very subtle swish of his stockings, every step caused his breasts to bounce and rub against the nylon material of his blouse. His penis was still large but not erect and he felt it rub against the slip material. It was very frustrating, because he was constantly trying to think of mundane things to keep from getting turned on again.He took the bus to the shop downtown where the tattoo parlor was. When he went in, he told the artist. Paige would get the experience and test of a lifetime. He looked at his watch realizing he would only have about three hours for some initial training and then he would have Caitlin assist him. He couldn't have planned it better if he tried.Paige had been lying on the bed for quite some time when she felt the bottle of water she drank earlier make its way through her system. She looked around the room wondering what she should do. Afraid she may not be able to hold it much longer she got up and.