Her eyes flicked from the window to the costume. The skin around her hips and her bosom tingled as if in anticipation of the new outfit snuggled again...st them. Her pussy was damp and needy just from the thought of properly presenting for Victor when he returned.Her hand strayed towards her sex. Her mother had told her she could grant herself relief. Yet the costume would give her what she wanted: closure, a final commitment to her future. The constant little bouts of doubt and the strange voices. She was wearing a light blue colour dress. The dress was backless with a short; lose fitting, skirt that ended well above her knees it was very small for a skirt. The top of the dress split into two pieces just above her navel. That formed a large "V" which somewhat loosely covered her small breasts. Thin straps that were tied together behind her neck held up Amy’s breasts. Her shapely, stocking covered, legs ended in black, low-healed shoes. There was a few guys sat at the bar watching the. She unclipped one of the cuffs saying,“There slave, you can carry the food and drinks for us.”Isla went to get the money out of my sash and in doing so she managed to run a finger along my slit and flick my clit causing me to moan. The lady serving us looked me up and down with an expression of disgust on her face that made me smile.After Isla had paid the lady she put the change back in the pocket on the sash but didn’t touch my slit of clit. Then we went to sit at a table and eat the. This is between us" Jamie told me and I assured her that I will tell no one about this. She smile and kissed me quickly before leaving my room. I had a huge smile on my face as I dressed and thought about what just happened. My sexy sister just gave me a blowjob. I went on Face book and chatted with couple of my friends and quickly finished up my project which I had to submit next week. After an hour or so, I decided to go downstairs and spend some time with my family“Hi stud!” I turned around.