I turned around still bent over and noticed that my white panties were visible from behind. I needed to change my panties.I looked for a red pair but ...remembered that I had thrown them out. I was reluctant to go out without panties but my sexy mood finally drove away my reluctance. I would have to avoid sitting down. My hair wasn't in bad shape. I usually wore it long a strait. I teased it a little on top and sprayed it giving it a full look. I quickly put my makeup on, a little heavier than. "Walking to his desk, he sat down, pulled out his laptop, and fired it up. As the computer booted up he pulled out the folder in his briefcase. Opening it, he started reading the FBI report on Kenneth Thompson.Michelle set the pad on the desk, went to the coffee pot, filled a cup for the general, grabbed a report off her desk, and carried them into the general's office. She set the cup of coffee down on the desk, just as the he was going to call out."Here you go Sir."Richard read the. ."So Carrie, my little lover, this is Bettina. She's my husband so benice. Bettina, go give Carrie a little kiss."OMG - I would have been out of there like a shot if I wasn't handcuffedto the headboard. And yes, these were proper handcuffs, and I almostdislocated my wrists twisting to get them off. Bettina was, well, apoof! A sissy! Now, I have nothing about LGBT people, in fact I fullysupport gay rights, but that didn't mean that I wanted to participatein their bedroom activities.Bettina was. "Thank you Mistress," Mia sighed. She pressed forward. Noah groaned as his cock throbbed inside her velvety heat. Her pussy clung to his dick as if she would never, ever let him go. He kissed her back voraciously, like she was the last meal he would ever eat. Their tongues entwined along with the warmth of their breaths. Mia's fingers caressed the back of Noah's skull as she slid her snatch up and down the length of his rigid dick, cooing softly."MMMmmmm… Noah. I love you so much." I'm so.