The second dozen were also smartly applied and each spank was announced by the poor girl with a gasp or an “Ahhhh” or an occasional “Ouch, that ...eally hurts, Dean Perkins.” By this time, Missy’s legs were kicking wildly, but far from the furniture. Missy couldn’t see the bright sheen her twin orbs were developing, but her cries clearly indicated the dean was getting through to her. She kept her head down, counting the fibers on the dean’s rug, but every few spanks she would lift her head to see. Porsche slipped one of the thin spaghetti straps off her shoulder and I could see she had come to play.Porsche wasn't wearing a bra under her dress, her impressive C cups standing full and firm with nipples stiff and begging to be sucked.She smiled as she watched my eyes get wide and dropped her dress to the floor. She held her hand out and I took it as she stepped out of it, leaving her in just her panties and heels.She stepped back a bit and asked, "Well, what do you think? Is this what you. "With this information, Rhonda found it extremely easy to get Alan's address from an online background check with certainty that it was actually the correct address.DING DONGThe doorbell rang a second time. Alan began to connect the dots. He had no friends. His parents were definitely gone."It couldn't be Rhonda though... that was just a fantasy." He thought."Maybe my parents are having a package delivered."He looked through the spyglass in his front door."No. Fucking. Way."It was Rhonda.. "Mmmm, very sexy," she grinned lecherously at me. "You better find some underwear though! Are you wearing a bra?" I'll wear that red thong you like," I smiled. "No, I'm not wearing a bra… and neither are you." I winked."But… this dress is a little tight on my boobs, my nips will poke out," she looked at me anxiously."Sally, we've just decided to use sex toys on a train and to pick out sexy outfits for each other to wear around the mall. I think we are beyond worrying about pokies!" I guess.