I wonder how I've got here, but can't say that I'm too concerned as I feel someone caressing my body.I moan slightly.'You're awake. You've been a good... little whore and today will be your reward'Your fingers stroke the sides of my body, touching my skin so gently, my hair stands on end. They trace the edge of my tits, which have began to swell with arousal.I can't believe this is happening.You pause to make sure I'm bound tight enough and then return to exploring every part of my body with your. * Misha sat in the bed, waiting for Froo to come out of the bathroom, where she had been for the past twenty minutes. He had enjoyed the evening meeting her friends, but had sensed that she was slightly on edge the whole evening, and he wanted to know why. Eventually he heard the bathroom door open and looked up just as she stepped in through the bedroom door, her hand reaching up to turn off the light. In the semi darkness he watched as she removed her dressing gown and saw that she had on a. Turns out he's right. The lacy underwear he's affectionately dubbed mocha patch come into view; sparking a memory of the night he'd ripped them off her. And with it the realization that he owes her a new pair of panties - because as he holds them up to the light, it's abundantly clear that the crotch is beyond repair.He rubs the material between his thumb and forefinger, trying to remember what she looked like that night.Or was it afternoon?His mind begins to wander to the minutiae.The toe. Besides, she didn't have much else to change into at the moment, unless she went all the way back to her own bedroom next door. She kept a few sexy items in the underwear cabinet, but she didn't own anything that could come close to competing with what Brenda was wearing.In the end, Amy had to resort to wearing the robe she'd worn for Alan a couple of days earlier, that she'd altered to make dramatically short. At the time it had so utterly failed to cover up her bare pussy that Suzanne had.