She always put on her suntan lotion by herself because she was so self-conscious for whatever reason. Tara was a little taller than me with short brow...n hair and the cutest of freckles that she hated but I adored. Her breasts were slightly larger than mine. (A 36D if I remember correctly.) Her most strikingfeature was her long slender legs and perfectly shaped feet. Don’t ask me why, but for some reason I enjoyed staring at her feet as she crossed her legs while we tanned. I always tried to. Theblack leather of my form fitting cat suit was supple and would not hinder mymovements.? The knee boots with 3? blockheels were also black but the material was rubber as were the three designerfastening straps that held each one snugly around my legs. Theraincoat was a masterpiece and my pride and joy after my leathers.? From a standup collar the gleaming sleekblack rubber fell to just above my ankles.?Buttons every 4? closed it down the left side to a few inches above thehem.? The skirt was. “I didn’t think I’d enjoy that as much as I did. I think I’d like Simon and Lucy to call me Miss Lindsay as well. After all, I am the authority figure when Dad isn’t home!” she mused.“You promised you would leave them out of this!” I reminded her angrily.She wagged her finger at me and made me say “Miss Lindsay” before she would answer my question.“I promised you nothing, and you were the one who CHOSE to lie to Dad when I asked the questions. I won’t make either of them ask to submit, but you. He wanteddesperately to stop but it was impossible. As the pressure built up his whole rump started to rotate and pump eagerly as his four short little legs started topaddle desperately in an attempt to somehow force that wonderful artificial cock deeper into his sex. As Jane gently manipulated the cunny plug, poor Davinia felt her heart thumping frantically as her whole body started to explode with lust. Then Jane simply stopped and stood up to talk to Beverly. "There see. She may not like.