....are you the dancer.......?.....but where'sMa.....theeww?" she tailed off as Ms Thornbury saw a glimmer ofrealisation in her eyes. She didn't want ...o believe it, but it was nowobvious that she looked closely at her face and saw him under themakeup."What's going on, I don't understand?" Malcolm chipped in."Say hello to your son, Malcolm," Ms Thornbury said calmly.Both Malcolm and Cherry stared at him, his kitten heels, the darknyloned legs, the puffed out velvet skirt with lace trim, the. I felt like some sort of musician playing her undulating body producing a range of variations of sighs, gasps and moans.I leaned over, lifted her chin and kissed her intensely. Our tongues met, danced and curled. She gasped loudly as I slid my teeth over her under lip and I could feel her raise herself against me as her belly touched the moist glans of my swollen member. I eased myself down so she could feel the extent of my weight and to free my hands to fondle her. As my hips met her loins. Her head leaned back, a deep moan leaving her. Austin's hands held her waist, forcing a hard pace out of her. He nibbled her throat, though she quickly moved with a snort. She didn't like anything near her trachea, so turned her head, guiding him wordlessly to the side of her neck. She pressed her soft, firm breasts into his chest. One of his hands slid up along her slick curves, cupping the back of her neck and pulling her to his lips. They kissed with rough passion, sucking and nipping at. It was a great out fit to wear for a lover but not for a bunch of strange men. She had visions of being ravished by 15 men, which she quickly pushed away."If I call John and tell him I can't wear this, he will just send Anna in to do it.No, that won't work" she thought, "This outfit won't fit Anna.No he said he would send her in to help if I needed, She thought. He must have a costume around here somewhere for her, or he wouldn't send her in. She started poking through the cabinets, it didn't.