#2: #3: #4: And so we entered the serious business of trying on outfit after outfit after outfit. I handled more pants than I have cumulatively owned ...n my entire life, with matching shirts, in a multitude of combinations.Eventually, although "Eternally" would be a better description, we reached the point where we only had fifteen minutes left before the stores closed, and there'd been absolutely no indication of any progress being make at all. Not a single shirt, belt, or anything else had. I did not have long to wait to hear that woosh smack woosh smack, oh that strap stings and the sound reverberates around the room. Daddy adjusted me a little so he could get a better target, then started again, this time faster, smack smack smack smack smack, ooooooh I moaned and turned to look at Daddy, I could see he was determined to make sure I remembered this one. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK oh he was whipping me harder than he ever had, please Daddy I howled please not so. The short tight skirt is to show the size and shape of both my ass and my legs. The stockings highlight my legs and their shape. They also invite the eye up under my skirt. Good idea, take off your blouse and skirt. Her panties are black and have the same lacy pattern as her bra. She is right, the stockings really do work well with the rest of her. She stares at her reflection in the windows, knowing that anyone passing outside could see exactly what she sees. I open her bag and begin taking. ” I pulled Jasmine into my lap and kissed her up and down, getting messy, wet, and sloppy about it. She squirmed around, licked my face all over, and then leapt up and called Beth and texted Alan and Jake.A couple of hours later I held Chloe in my arms on the patio chaise. We were naked and ignoring the boats in the far channel returning to the nearby Yacht Club. Jasmine had gone inside with Alan and Beth. Jake was in the middle of a long shift.My excited cock was snuggled tightly into Chloe’s.