Oh to heck with it, they are what they are.' She turned and went headed toward the door, she stopped suddenly and went back to the mirror. She opened ...nother button on the top of her white uniform blouse, studied herself, and opened one button more for good measure.Steve heard her padding quietly down the short hall and opened one eye. "Hi, Princess." Hi, Daddy, you're home way early." I got tired of the place and missed you so much that I got an early flight out. Sorry, but I was tired. When I. .” Instead of finishing the sentence, she made a wanking motion with her fist.Lara raised her eyebrows and sighed. “Really, again?” she asked. “That’s almost embarrassing now.”Dalia looked at her surprised. “Does he do that often?” she wondered and leaned over to Lara with great interest.The slave nodded. “All the time. It’s actually my job...” She stopped and looked around, as if she thought someone was listening in on them. “It’s actually my job to take care of that,” she finally continued. "The car drew up outside the workshops and boutique of a world famous couturier."But sir," she said, "They will be closed at this hour." I think not. Shall we go in?"The great man was there in person to welcome them and Paulette was whisked away to the fitting room where she was offered a choice of three dresses to wear, any one of which would have cost her a year's wages. When she had finally chosen which one she thought suited her best, she was led back to where the Emir waited for. He knew, he had only these clothes worth wearing for the interview. Now he reached for the small plastic container, he had saved for the good purpose and placed it near him on the bed. His hard cock bounced up and down like a phat lady on a diving board. Getting a good look on his collection, Jim pulled out his hard cock ready for the masturbation. The photos of cute, lick able and tasty chocolate chip nipples, made him rub his cock all over them, pinching, playing pulling, fondle and tweaking.