"Do it, Mommy," she cooed. She smiled at her aunt, glad that she was here to watch."He's gonna tear your ass apart," Ellen said, but the tone of her v...oice was filled with excitement, not concern."I don't care," Lynne said. She wiggled her hips as Abdul stepped over her. She felt his cock brush against the cheeks of her ass and she trembled.Janice dropped to her knees. Holding Abdul's rigid cock, she soaked Lynne's puckered virgin shitter with spit. "You ready, baby?" Yes, Mommy," Lynne said, a. It was to show she was the alpha person.“Yeah, I think I’d take my chances with Dad’s wrath rather than ask to submit,” I said.“Okay, but let me ask you then? Who would you prefer to take your place? Simon or Lucy? Simon is a tough nut to crack. He has a lot of financial data, but I can’t figure out what he is doing with it. He might be willing to submit if I bribe him, though.Lucy, on the other hand, is squeaky clean. She never did anything wrong. There would be nothing to blackmail with. She. "Actually, about 7% of them are. Now I must go." With that, she turned and left. Butch leaned against the table, stunned. There was no way he was going out into the park. Hell, there was no reason to now. He went back to the locker where he had left his clothes.When he opened the locker, the items in there had changed. Gone were his designer jeans and shirt. In their place was a denim skirt and lacy blouse and bra. There was a purse on the shelf where he had left his wallet. He dug in the purse. I just love 6" patent black ankle strap shoes and soon my hosed feet are trapped inside of a pair. I then spend a few moments walking up and down in front of my wardrobe mirror. I love to pose and look at my delightfully sheathed nylon legs, oh those kinky little wrinkles around my ankles and knees. I also just adore that sensual whisper of my retro nylons as my sheathed thighs rub together. Soon the feeling of sensual excitement builds. My bottom feels delightfully full and with each high.