"See! Look at this!" I grinned "Now you can see me fucking your arse! do you love it?" Oh god I love it! I love watching you fuck my arse!" she groane... back as she once again began rubbing her pussy.I have to admit even I was getting excited watching us fuck like that, and now I could see her little bald pussy opening up as she rubbed furiously at it again, I knew I had to fuck her just like this until I came.So, I began thrusting harder, up into her tight little arsehole, and lifting and. "Everything, well just about," you replied. "But even I wasn't sure how far she wanted to go. Well, not until I came back in the living room and saw you both. But don't take it that I'm going to share you with anybody. That was strictly a one off. Ok." Understood," I replied "But wow, what a night. I think you enjoyed it as much as I did."No reply, you just squeezed me.So, it was shopping day and after the usual it was off to the shops. We returned about midday ready for a nice relaxing. It does have a bold floral print though, that partially distracts the eye at a casual glance. But with just a little closer scrutiny it is obvious that i am naked under the top. The top hangs further down below slave’s breasts than the one i wore to the museum, but the hem isn’t more than an inch below the bottom of slave’s breasts.The skirt is also burgundy with the same pattern as the top and equally transparent upon close inspection. In style it is rather like a tennis skirt, with some. “I missed you all this time, I love you Jeffery” she whispered in my ear. “Stop or I’m gonna cum in my pants, don’t do this” I pleaded. But she wouldn’t let go of me. Her hand was at my lower back keeping me pressed to her, and with her fluffy gown nobody could she was grinding onto my cock in rhythm with the music. “I want you to cum for me now, in front of all these people. Show me you love me, look at my tits”. And I did look. They were as firm and lovely as I remembered and they were.