Once fully at ease again she began to apologise to her best friend’s father.“I’m sorry, Mr Terrence. My mind is just so totally not on this plan...et right now. It has been just such a terrible week ... and ... and...”Before Jessie could say any more her best friend’s father had dropped down beside her - parking his naked body right next to hers on the sofa. He then interrupted her apology by wiping away the semen from her face and saying, “Shh, shhh, shhhhhh ... no need to be sorry for anything.. She didn't volunteer it and I didn't ask."I'll dress more appropriately tomorrow," she said for the second time, probably to fill in the awkward silence."It's not necessary. We'll probably have a short meeting tomorrow to make the work assignments for the silent bid. I hope you can work Saturday?" I asked, having learned that Ms. Kindle was going home for the weekend."I'll be here. What would you like for me to do?" That's what we'll talk about tomorrow, but I assure you that it will be an. Wearing thigh high black leather boots, a tiny black leather miniskirt, a tight boob-tube and a spiked collar, she was ready for her boyfriend to have at her. It was a nasty fantasy of hers, to have a guy use her like his own little whore and give her a throatjob she'd never forget. She'd tentatively asked her boyfriend, who'd happily accepted the challenge, already familiar with her deepthroating talents and relishing the idea to take it further and have full control over her, seemingly having. .I wanted to continue, but I also knew I must see and feel how the wholeout-fit felt on my body.I reached to grab the other stocking, and when I did, the stocking cladleg rubbed against my naked shaved leg, once again i felt like a youngchild experiencing eating candy for the fist time...the feeling of my naked leg so smooth, rubbing against the stocking cladleg was unbelievable I rubbed them together, and began slightly moaningin ecstacy.I felt so strangely wonderful-- what was going on, I.