They were luscious, as I knew personally...The kid was staring at them, his eyes big and round. "Oh, yes," he breathed."Now you must rub away the mark... where the bra has cut into my flesh," Flossie informed him.Curtis was thunderstruck. "You mean touch them?" he squeaked.Flossie smiled. "Of course," she said. "It's the right thing to do. A gentleman must always see that a lady is comfortable." She took his hands and placed them under her breasts. "Just rub away the welts."Curtis dutifully began. As I yawned and stretched, I heard a voice in the darkness that made me shiver. “Finally” it said, sounding amused. Blurry flashes of what happened earlier replayed through my mind and I scrambled off the bed. As soon as my feet touched the floor I was forced back onto the bed, a warm body pressed atop me. I felt his stomach rumble as he chuckled and I shivered. “Where do you think you’re going?” it asked. I didn’t answer, too frightened to speak. The same hand as before moved to my right. She had become quite the expert in such experimentation, and I found it delightful to watch her at work to achieve full release. I cursed the erection that took hold of my aroused shaft. Fortunately, she did not notice my predicament and I held my pillow over my arousal as I watched her fall into her innocent orgasm.I was sorely tempted to be the first visitor to her firmly muscled buttocks, but I had already booked two heavily muscled performers to break her in anally in a tag team of carnal. Then she slid the dress over his shoulders andzipped up the back. He heard a click and somehow knew it was lockedon him. She then said to Lydia that she thought he should get usedto three-inch heels before wearing the five-inch ones. Lydia agreedand the woman slipped the shoes on him. He could have died when the woman took three pictures of himdressed like that. He knew it was a black maids dress he waswearing. He hardly acknowledged her as she showed him another blackdress and a pink one.