Part of my enjoyment is dependent on the shoe salesperson having full visual access to my female parts and even on occasion back to my delicate "rear ...oor" area.Most of the time, I wear my crotch-less panty hose which hide the imperfections on my inner thighs but still allow easy viewing of my paradise point and my neatly shaven vaginal slit. Sometimes, I will wear a brightly colored butt plug to show I am a female that can use her other hole with agile submissiveness. I like to wear my glasses. He might even have something left for me afterward.’ For her part, Molly was in hump heaven. She had everything she could possible want: safety, assurance that at least two people in this world cared for her as well as their promise to help her find a home and job. And as he eased his thick member further into her pussy, she reminded herself of just how much she loved this guy’s cock inside her. ‘It’s been so long since I’ve been with a man . . . and to have one so good at love making . . . and. "Ok you two, now hurry up and get dressed. Your father is waiting." Ok mom," we both said in unison.Heather and I put on the clothes that we had picked out the nightbefore. I could still smell the faint aroma of the perfume I had usedthe night prior. Heather even helped me with some. Neither of us hadmakeup, but I was pleased that I still looked feminine as I could stillsee traces of mascara. Once we were done I felt a little fear as webegan to walk out of the cubicle we had slept in. . It was so distant and echoey. This seems like a trap. Joyce resigned herself with continuing on before she was frightened by a much louder scream of terror.“Hello?” Joyce called into the alley. “Are you okay? Should I call the poli-““HELP! HE’S GOING TO KILL ME!”Joyce dropped her umbrella as the scream startled her. She looked around for a phone booth to call the police from. There! About 20 feet away. She booked it towards the red windowed booth and started dialing. 9. 1.BAM!Joyce screamed as.