They did just that after they used me to fuck my throat and pussy several times. My naughtiness that evening was what I was about to do, not what I ha...d already done. After they spunked all over my tits, lower chest and stomach, I simply slipped my white top on and buttoned it up. I slipped on my skirt, hold up stockings and shoes. I shoved my bra into my bag and then nonchalantly walked out of the room, and hotel, smelling of spunk, and watching and feeling their cum, soak through the white. Too distracting for the men and could, maybe, be construed as a little slutty. Anyway, I slipped it on and fastened the five hook and eye arrangement and, of course, checked the view, front and back, in the mirror, before slipping my knickers on. Another mirror check, perfect.Black skirt. Nicely fitted around the bum and flared below, prettily pleated with such a nice swaying effect as I walk. Nice and flouncy, if that’s a proper word. Now the blouse. I selected one. White, of course, the front. He hoped that she would say yes. He wanted to kiss her some more, and play with her breasts. He didn't think he'd ever grow tired of doing either of those two things."I don't know, Mike, do you want me to?"She was already embarrassed that he knew that she was menstruating right then. She hoped he realized that they couldn't do any fooling around down there. It was funny that she always got more aroused when she had her periods. From about two days before, until after her flow had stopped, her. But, and this is very important, you can’t let that potential for bad results be the deciding factor. You know as well as I do, maybe even more from your work with your therapist, that it’s entirely possible that the worst result would come from attempting a relationship with Angie.”“I know.”“We often ‘know’ lots of things, and yet, we don’t act as if we actually know anything at all. Like His Grace, I can’t tell you what to do, except to say that you need to carefully consider the cost of your.