I saw an assortmentof brassieres in one drawer and a mess of male shorts in another. Apart of me desperately wanted to play dress-up, but I still hadn...'tfinished checking myself out.I walked back to the mirror to take a long look at my nude form. I tooktime to stroke my girly hair, to shake my chest and make my perkedlittle titties jiggle. I even jumped up and down once so I could feelmy breasts bounce; they tugged sharply on my chest muscles and I vowednot to do that again. Then I turned to. Using her juices, I pinched and lubricated first one nipple then the other. "Don't say it. Don't even think it. We can talk tomorrow. But, for now, all I want you to think about is this..." I bent and licked and sucked one nipple into my mouth "...and this..." turning and sucking the other. She moaned. Kissing her once more, I walked her to the bed where David lay with cock in hand. "And this." She shuddered in my arms. Standing between his legs, she stood looking down at his cock, but. She tried not to look at them as she undid the RAF blue grey skirt and let it fall down her aching legs. Her breath still noisily snorted through her nose, as her mouth was still full of her own soiled panties, secured with adhesive tape. Now she undid her black tie and threw it down. She undid her light blue service blouse and let it fall. She was left in ruined black stockings, black suspender belt. Butt plug. Her breasts two large free stiff mounds. She undid her torn bra and placed it on. She is clean shaven, and my tongue starts to explore, licking her clit and pussy. I kneel down beside the bed and lift her legs, so I have good access to all of her pussy, starting with big strokes going up and down, each stroke a little bit smaller and focusing more on her clit. When I feel her build up, I make the strokes bigger, again, edging her to orgasm, driving her wild. I know lift her legs even higher, spreading her pink pussy and even revealing another hole. My tongue touches her.