Johnny had gone home thirty minutes earlier to play some video games. She threw her purse into the chair, and said, "I forgot how shitty the underwear... is for girls. It's all shit." What're you talking about?" I spent the last three hours trying to get bras that fit those girls properly. I think I ended up buying bras that were close enough for all of them. Now they all have new underwear and bras that won't fall apart as they play. We got them all matching khaki shorts, and both red and white. My other hand moves down my body further. I move it up my inner thigh, lifting my dress as it goes in search for my treasure. My fingers find my wet patch on my panties and they rub it, making me moan more. I play a little, teasing myself some more. I can’t stand it any longer. My fingers move my panties aside and find my wet treasure. I begin to massage my clit. I coat my fingers with my pussy juice, and then slide my fingers inside my pussy. My other hand joins by rubbing my clit as I. Then, I’ll lead her out. I might even ask one of the young men there if the pet training classes would work for her. Back in the car, I buckle the collar snugly to her neck, as we sit across from the salon. She is blushing as I squeeze her throat and look into her eyes.“Mine,” I whisper. Her small-voice reply is almost inaudible as she says, “Yours.”I drive us over to the mall, playing with her tits and pussy. She fingers her new pet collar, and I know what she’s thinking: “Oh my God!” The. Young Marie clenched her eyes closed even more tightly as Florette added more light touches with her left hand, stroking up and down Marie’s soft smooth thigh. The light strokes on her breast and thigh soon had her breathing heavily and Florette then moved her left hand higher. She began to stroke softly around Marie’s pubic mound teasing the wispy tufts of soft silky hair and at the same time she lightly pinched Marie’s now hardened nipple. A sharp intake of breath let her know the young girl.