She slowly undid her belt and then her button fly jeans and dropped them round her ankles. She was wearing a pair of white Calvin Klein panties. I cou...ld see a bit of camel toe where her panties hugged her pussy lips; I could also see her short neatly trimmed pubes through the cotton front just above a damp patch. I didn’t remember doing it but I was sat up with my hand slowly caressing her hip and left buttock. The panties were actually a thong. She slowly undid her cardigan and threw it to the. ”I replied, “It would.”Sylvia walked over to me, gave me a big hug, and then kissed me on my upper cheek. It was just about the only skin that was not covered by my wig and beard.Sylvia said, “Please leave your beard, wig, and hat on for me. Part of the mystery is not knowing who you really are.”Then She helped me get undressed. I undid my big black belt and she slipped it out of my belt loops. I unzipped my coat and she helped me get out of it. I untied my shoes and removed them. Next she. His eyes never leave what's under Cindi's skirt.I want to stay and see what happens, but the fish I ate for dinner is acting up. Thankfully, there's a restroom at the end of the concourse. I'm there longer than I expected. When I get back, Cindi's gone. I peer through the store's windows, but she's not there, neither is the good-looking salesman. I quickly look both ways along the concourse, then hurry to the railing to see if she's on the lower level. I see last-minute shoppers, but no Cindi. She’d called it the ‘submissive kiss’ and the name seemed appros pos. There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that I was the ‘submissive’ in this menage. Of course, the continued stinging of the paddle helped to reinforce my feeling of quiescence.I remembered that she’d said this was Tammy. I wondered if I would be allowed to lick Tiffany’s pussy. I realized that, yes, I would, for their mother had a contract to have me ‘pay with my ass’ for the privilege. While I had trouble imagining how the.