I stroked a finger along her slit, parting her labia, feeling the beginnings of her moisture on my finger tip. I looked at her face. She was avidly wa...tching the scene on the bed. I watched with fascination as Rosa raised herself up over Mark, gripping his huge hard veined glistening prick in her hand, guiding the flanged purple swollen knob into the entrance of her parted sex. She placed her hands on his chest, then commenced the downward movement of her torso, her cunt somehow engulfing his. I still don’t. I don’t remember how well I slept, but I know I woke up a lot earlier than I had wanted to. I went to my computer and you had left me an IM while I was sleeping. I smiled so big my face hurt. You told me that you had just gotten in and how you were looking forward to seeing me. What a way to wake up in the morning! I ran a couple of errands just to take my mind off of things. Then I spent the rest of the morning getting dressed…and undress…and dressed again. I couldn’t find the. Specimen Eight told her she could keep the rest of her kit on because he - it - wasn’t interested in her twat and arse. It was right about her tits. Nice firm pair, I thought. Double D at a guessIt dragged Ginger into the room where she’d been working and ordered her to sit on the bottom of the bed and then lie down, keeping her feet on the floor. This arrangement placed her head about half-way down the mattress. It held the knife to her throat with one hand and used the other to take off its. A sexy, soft, panties and bra set she had only purchased the day before. The bra accented her tits nicely. They didn’t need any support, but the wonderment aspect of the lingerie created the illusion of more being there. She really liked her new garter belt and how it looked earlier when she was hooking up her stockings.She placed her hands on her breasts, rubbed them a little and encouraged a little “nip action.” She then ran her hands down her front, pressing her dress and forming it to her.