It reminded him of leather, but far more supple, the flesh beyond as soft as melting butter.“Tiny man might want to hold on tight,” Alba said, gri...nning at him as she turned her gaze down towards her bust. Her boobs were large enough that the Rookie’s member was completely buried in her cleavage, not even its tip visible.He couldn’t help but thrust into them, every impact of his hips sending a ripple through her bosom, Alba squeezing her breasts together gleefully as he bucked into the depths of. When we added tickling to our bondage this opened a whole new world of possibilities for me because we are both terribly tick- lish and I don't view tickling as inflicting pain. It seems that the last little torture I dreamed up for her was the most out of control she has ever been and showed her just how merciless I can be given the right situation. Not to be upstaged, she was deter- mined to show me that she hadn't lost her touch when it came to torturing me. She insisted on using the device. The rest of me is a complete mess."But then with a cheerful look that might have been real she said, "But the scars don't show through a uniform, so I could still be your servant, Mr. Collins."Susan was now really only seeing Colette's scars for the first time. "You poor thing!" she exclaimed. Then to Jeff she said, "Darling master, what can we do to have these scars removed? Colette was the most beautiful girl in our school, and she must be at least as gorgeous again."Fletcher told her about a. I couldn't think of a way to have the girls undress in the same spot every night. They might become suspicious.The camera also had to be powered by normal house current not batteries. I didn't want to have to change batteries every few days. It also had to hardwired to my receiver so that it didn't broadcast pictures to everyone. The cameras couldn't be mounted in walls because they wouldn't have the flexibility to be moved around if the chosen spot was not optimum for my viewing pleasure. That.