I put the bra on. It waspink satin, size 32 D. I put it on back to front and did up the catchbefore pulling it round my body so that the cups were at ...the front andthen lifting it so that the shoulder straps could go over my shoulders. Idid not adjust anything figuring that if Mistress wanted me to adjustanythng she would tell me. The bra was too small and the straps dug intomy flesh especially under my armpits."I see you've done that before sissy. Okay, panties next. I bought themespecially for. ‘Well there has to be a first for everything’ Kevin said. ‘There is just something about you I couldn’t resist from the moment I saw you even though you did scare the shit out of me.’ Kevin took this as his hint to make a move. He leaned in and kissed her deeply. Pamela was obviously glad he did because she leaned back and removed her shirt. They got up and moved in front of the fireplace where a soft rug was spread. Pamela removed Kevin’s shirt and began kissing his chest. This was making him. His fingers found your pussy quickly and he started fingering you while also paying attention to the clit. He was doing this while still overwhelming you with his tongue and gripping your tits with the other hand. This was a pleasant change from when he was more nervous downstairs.This was driving you nuts and all you could think about was sitting on the long thick young cock and gyrating to find that perfect spot. He must have read your mind because he pulled away and sat on the bed. He pulled. I have to do something to help her. I’m the only one on this train that knows what she is doing and she knows it. She must feel embarrassed. She shouldn’t. It’s perfectly okay. Maybe she likes to discreetly masturbate in public. I wonder what her face looks like when she cums. What the hell am I thinking?My mouth opens through no control of my own. “I like that app too,” my voice says in the ether of everyone else’s conversation. She pulls her phone down to just peek with her eyes.“It’s a great.