She writhed and fucked herself on the finger that had penetrated her trembling hole."Yes. I admit it. I admit it!" she added in near desperation as hi... digital attack stirred and renewed the desires he had first ignited last night.He slipped another finger into the cleft of her loins. Allowing it to dip momentarily into the flowing bath of her sexual juices, he glided the moistened fingertip to her clitoris and proceeded to taunt it to a lust-plumped button by twirling around it in rapid. Amy said, 'Oh auntie, how sexy, stockings and suspenders, lucky my boyfriend Roger isn't here or he'd be grabbing hold of you.'Claire replied, 'Oh you should have bought him with you.''Maybe next time,' Amy joked.Claire unclipped the suspenders and slid the stockings down her legs and put them with her skirt and blouse.'How do you want me? Claire asked.Amy told her to lay on her front so she could start on her shoulders. She had on a white bra that must have been around a size 40, brimming with. But no matter, she agreed, and that’s that. Oh, did I mention that I am going to whip her feet five minutes each?I position her next to her desk, so that she can stand on one leg, balance herself with one hand against the desk, and use the other to keep her other foot in the air. Then I grab Anna’s riding crop and set the time for five minutes. And then I lay into her. I mean, I’m not flaying her foot, there is no blood or anything, but I’m hitting her pretty hard, and pretty fast. One hit. The tops of the petticoats fit snugly around his waist.Theybillowed out like a ballerina's tutu. I couldn't resist fluffing them up,just to see if his panties and girdle showed. They did, but I was notgoing to tell Jim that fact.I brought the dress over and raised it over Jim's head. Being careful tonot muss his hair too badly. A trip to the Beauty Salon was definitely inorder for him very shortly. The dress reached the desired location on hisbody and after slipping his arms through the arm.