" Your voice relays your will.I can't see what I'm doing so it takes me a few moments to unbuckle my shoes and kick them off. The thunk noise as they ...slide across the floor tells me I don't have to worry about standing on them. My stockinged feet tingle with relief as the shoes are removed and I wonder what else is to come for me."Good girl, now unhook that dress, half unzip it and turn around so I can see that ass of yours," your voice continues.I carefully unhook the top of my dress, my. .. She was drooling all over her cheek and breasts again... She imagined she looked like the biggest slut ever seen in Naggaroth... She cared not the slightest... She was being lowered to the floor, her body still spasming uncontrollably... She could feel the massive cock softening, and then being pulled out of her as she was lowered, immediately followed by the eruption of hot cum running down her porcelain-white, slender thighs... She was overwhelmed by sensations, and sheer exhaustion and. To complete my sexy outfit, I slipped my feet on some sexy heeled sandals.Victor opened his eyes wide when he saw me; he said I looked hot.After dinner, as we walked into a dark local pub, we found just two empty stools to sit down by the bar. I felt like a street hooker on display the way all the men in this place checked me out. After a short while, a black guy approached, asking if he could invite us a drink. Victor smiled at him and answered of course he could.He introduced himself as. Kamari looked totally conservative, wearing glasses and a full dress complete with long flowing skirt. Her hair was long and black and silky. Her clothing were of the sort that tended to flatten out a prim lady's curves, yet even under that exterior it was not difficult to make out the lovely shape of her ass and the hint of the globes on her chest. What I particularly liked about her was that she always wore high heels, normally black opera pumps.But her slender, tapered pianist's fingers,.