Giselle waved back at him."She does want me." He grinned. "And she will look _so_ hot in this."He chosed a red bustier trimmed with red and black la...ce. It had longmatching garters with small bows. 'Need a complete outfit, though,' he told himself. There was a display of panties next to the counter with the bustiers. Helooked through them until he found one the same bright red as the bustier.The panty was narrow, almost a thong. "These are so naughty," hewhispered as he put them into the. I smiled, but his eyes were still closed.He kept his hands out and I saw the red marks across both palms. I walked behind him and saw again the welt marks across his bottom and thought what a good job I had done.I smiled when I saw his penis as it was erect again, so I knew that he was going to keep on obeying me, I reckoned.I sat down on a dining chair and told him to stand in front of me again and he came straight over, keeping his hands on his head.I glared up at him and asked sternly, “Was. “There’s only one way to find out,” Steve said and hereached over and cupped one of her tits. His hands wererough from the manual work that he did but his actionswere slow and gentle and he made a point of caressingboth of her breasts.“Mmm, they feel real,” he said, leaning forward andlicking her nipples and sucking on them, ensuring eachbreast got plenty of attention, a hand on one and hismouth on the other, swapping over periodically. Joannethrew her head back. It took me about twenty minutes to get to the shop where Beth and her friend was. I pulled up into the parking lot and parked. I took out my phone to text Beth that I was there, but I saw her and her friend come out from one of the bays. Beth’s friend was just as hot, or maybe even hotter than Beth. She was a light skinned African American girl. She was a little taller than Beth and the long toned legs of a track runner. Her black hair was braided into corn rows and her eyes were covered with.