I didn't want to be irresistible.I finished clearing away breakfast. Then I went upstairs to the secondbedroom where Katie kept all her clothes, makeu..., wigs and jewellery. Iwas thinking that even though dressing as a maid was a little humiliating,it might be better than wearing a 'grope me' dress. Still my mistress hadsaid the zebra print dress so the zebra print dress it was.I kicked off my shoes, took off my uniform and carefully hung it on ahanger in the wardrobe. I undid my suspenders and. In one movement Gary, rose to his knees and reached his hands into his shorts and produced his penis that was dropped to the floor between his knees. I looked at him as he said '...yeah, I knew it was true, I saw the pictures of you and Harry. I asked him to fix me up with you so I could fuck you too, like my cousin, I like to fuck a good tight boy ass too...' Not knowing what I was going to do, it was almost one o'clock in the morning and I didn't want to walk across town to get home. And Gary. Based on how short and sheer some of these items were he could see why."It was probably a good idea not to parade around in front of her brother wearing such come hither garments," Grant said to himself.He rearranged the nighties and then pushed the drawer closed and headed back to his room. By the time he flopped on his bed, he was as hard as a rock and he quickly lost his jean and underwear and grabbed his teenage pole.As he stroked himself, he thought about the collection of nighties he had. Instead her Mistress attached the dong to the leather harness indicating she would strap it on in the conventional manner. This was somewhat of a disappointment because Lacy had long since learned Freja fucked her more vigorously when she felt the dong in her own pussy as she fucked. Even more odd was Freja didn’t even don the strap-on, but rather set it aside next to the bench. Instead she straddled Lacy’s head with her legs and growled. “Eat me, slave, Use your tongue to get me nice and wet.