She was carrying the red shoes, now barefoot in the red dress, her hair a tangle of wild curls. She kissed me on the cheek, thanked me, and headed for...the bedroom to change. I followed her to watch.The dress was laid out on the bed, unwrinkled and blazing with color. She turned to me and smiled, standing by the bed in nothing but the red panties. I hadn't seen her in just the panties before. I could hardly breathe."Do you like them?" she asked. She turned her ass toward me, looked over her. The next available flight was in a week. Then the day came we could finally board the plane to Hong Kong. At the Amsterdam Airport our tickets, passports and visa were carefully checked, but then we got through. The plane lifted off and we were on our way to retrieve my manhood.A few hours in the air, Jenny got airsick and ran off for the toilets to puke. The stewardess noticed her problem and gave her something to relieve her. Eight hours later I started having familiar cramps in my stomach. "You know, Sir" I suggested, "I'm much better on the - if it bleeds, it leads - type of story. Didn't I hear something about an old lady backing her car over her cat - or something... ?" That one requires a delicate touch. I gave it to Slim Jones. Now... get out of here!" But, Sir-..." Go... ! Or do I need to remind you about the cut-backs that are coming?" No Sir, color me gone!"Looking for the elusive Mr. PambyDriving along, I looked at the address the Director had given me. That's weird, I. Aaaaaaa…. Uuuuuu … Suck it faster bastard …… Aaaa ……. Uuuuu … Fasterrrr ….. Deeeeperr …… Lick it bastard clean it…. AaaaaaaaaSuddenly her body shivered and she reached her orgasm and dozed off. She took rest for 5 minutes. Then she told listen bastard I’m your mistress and you should obey my every order and I have the every right to punish you. I nodded my head. She was quite muscular with good shape and size. Then she got up and went to her bedroom and came back with the buttplug with a wicked.