.. she'd fucking know. With my prick painfully hard, swollen and in no hurry to go down again, I toweled off, dressed and headed off to my own bedroom...to spend the next two hours sitting alone in my room waiting for Christmas to come.Early on dad had installed an internal intercom system throughout the entire estate. Though rarely used, there were times it did come in handy. All too often you could run off in search of someone, and never find them, missing one another within the internal maze. He does as I want and his cock is hard again. He tells me he loves my breasts contained in the fishnet body stocking and my nipples pushing out. He reaches down and licks my nipple, I feel a little bit of juice run out my pussy onto his cock. He whispers that he wants to fuck me and I tell him not yet. We’ve still not seen which outfit gets him hardest. I slide off his lap, grabbing the red babydoll & French knickers and move into the changing room next door. I know how he feels I am so. I looked hot in that dress, and of course, I never wear panties. I am an exhibitionist; I really get off flashing waiters and patrons. I went over to my cousin’s apartment at 6:30 and had a couple of beers. Michael picked me up at 7:30 sharp; he looked great and smelled nice too. He is about 5-10, 175 pounds, he looked like he took great care of his body, and I would find out later that he really did. He drove a very hot Mercedes and took me to a very fancy Italian. " What did you do?" I asked."I tracked them down, one by one," he said, then he was quiet.I waited for some minutes for him to start again.The guy who pulled the trigger I found first, he lived in this high rise apartment on the 17th floor. I just walked in, I opened his locked door and just walked in. I told him who I was, but he denied being there, but I knew, I could read his mind see. I raised my arm and pointed it at him," Ted said pointed his finger at me and I ducked, "he flew out of the.