One long delicate finger weaved through the air like a drunken butterfly before coming to rest on her pubis. I licked my lips as that finger slipped d...wn and entered her. I could smell her pussy as her finger moved around and around inside her. Leisurely, the finger moved back over her mouth and disappeared between her lips, which she smacked loudly in mock appreciation.“Oh, that tastes good. Do you want some?”“Yes.”“Can you be a good boy and please me?”“Why are you putting up with this crap?”. I stood like a dummy as she mocked me listening to her laughing, feeling the pain of being a pawn for her to play with. She stood back and then said, 'That's good I will soon make a good girl of you, now its time for you to get ready for work, your clothes are over there.' She resumed her position on the settee. She pointed to the table. I walked to it.'You will find your tights, skirt, blouse and shoes, you don't need a bra... yet.'Mei Ling sat grinning as I struggled but succeeded in getting. We wanted to go out for a little hen party, and wanted you to go with us. We are going to do our shopping, eat brunch, and maybe get something to drink. How about it? Wanna come? It'll be fun." Misti had a slightly puzzled look on her face. "I don't know, she answered. "How long would we be gone?" Carol giggled, "Long enough to cook something up to pull on the guys. You know, something sexy." It was Misti's turn to giggle. "After yesterday, and last night, I don't think we will have any. Longer than that and she does tend to get very ratty – and if I’m not around to enjoy the experience with her, she will just go and pleasure herself. If she gets to feel very sexy at work, she has been known to masturbate there – this is when she feels very horny but frustrated. She just goes to the loos and does it there, but I prefer she waits to come home so I can watch and enjoy her too. She likes a man to be always hard when he has sex. As I’m getting on a bit too, I cannot be as hard and.