I pulled my skirt up with one hand and the other continued to tease and torment my nipple. I could feel the wetness on my bikini panties. I wanted my ...ther hand on my clit. I watched myself rub my clit through the panties. teasing my clit softly in contrast to pinching my nipple. I leaned against the wall, spread my legs wide and rubbed my clit a little faster. I didn't want to cum yet, so I slowly stopped touching. I got a pants hanger from the closet then walked back to the bedroom, unzipped. Then she handed the phone back to me and said, "Here, he wants to talk to you."I accepted the phone and said, "I'm here." I am coming over there immediately to take charge. Give the guns to my officers. I am on my way." The hell I will," I said, but found myself talking into a dead phone. Well the hell with him, I was damned if I would give these chowder heads a loaded weapon in my home.I removed the bullets from the revolvers and took the clip out of the automatic and ejected the shell from. She struggles to get it over her large ass as it is 2 sizes too small. She bought it 3 years ago when she was a bit thinner and younger. The bottom hem falls about an inch below her pussy, and the bottom globes of her ass are clearly visible from the back. Next she slides on her nice tennis shoes because she doesn't own a pair of heels. Last she pulls her hair back in a pony tail and bands it in place. She looks in the mirror hoping she looks slutty enough to excite Mr. Howard.Emma descends the. Squatting in front of him, Vickie slid her hands up his legs, "accidentally" letting one brush along his crotch as she rose to her feet. She pulled out her thong, giving Mr. Bradford a clear view of her pussy, hoping he'd take the hint on where to leave the tip. But always the gentleman, he put a five-dollar bill in the elastic band on her hip. Leaning forward she nibbled his ear and thanked him. They stood there for a several seconds, neither one of them wanting to step away. But she noticed.