”I breathed a slight sigh of relief.Then she followed with “but I can’t keep shaving your ankles with you having a boner. Take care of it.”I w...as confused “What do you mean?”“Jerk off or whatever you call it.”I was still not sure what to do and froze.“Come on, whip it out and stroke it out” and with that she grabbed the towel and jerked it off. Now she could see my cock standing straight.“Not bad” she said. “It felt pretty big under the towel.”I still hadn’t moved. I didn’t cover it up either.. Rita nodded and bent across the teenagers lap. Once there she felt less exposed somehow, albeit her bare bottom was staring prominently up from Tessa’s slim lap. Janet and David watched her ample breasts flop forward as Rita stretched her arms out in front of herself to steady herself on the floor. Tessa landed her first spank immediately and drew a gasp followed by many more gasps as she methodically spanked the naked bottom lying unprotected across her knee. She pursed her lips as. Only, there was no head. No arms. The dress fitted the curve of the body perfectly and cascaded in red down around her ankles... which were perfectly white, and perfectly plastic.April sighed in relief as she sheathed her daggers and studied the mannequin. If she were to be any judge, she'd say that dress would fit perfectly on herself. Given to impulse, she took out a lightstick and opened the door. Across the street, blue eyes watched her enter into the darkness, fixed on her hindquarters,. He delivered her usual white wine, and she took the bar stool next to me.Mel owned the Rusty Nail and was Sonia's only squeeze now; they'd been an item off and on since she'd retired some fifteen years ago. I should note here, that at aged 45 Sonia is still a classy looking gal. Anyway, Mel and Sonia apparently never had the urge to get married, though I kinda suspect that Sonia would have said yes real quick if offered the opportunity."Wanna talk about it?" she asked."Yeah, trouble is, I have.