“I feel over dressed.” Eve laughs trailing her eyes over Claire like she is wearing a similarly flattering outfit and not every day clothes.“Are... we going then?” Eve says lightly and taking Claire’s hand after a minute of Claire being unable to take her eyes off of her.Claire can only nod her head feeling speechless as she looks at Eve who Claire thinks look like the most beautiful person in the world right now. Claire leads Eve back to her house letting Eve talk as they go but unable to say. I could hear him panting in my ear, his heart beating into my chest, and his softening penis slip out of me. We must have laid there for at least ten minutes before he rolled off of me and laid on his side, facing me. It was then that I realized he had completely disregarded the deal, which pissed me off. “I believe you broke our agreement.” I said as I drew circles into his forearm. Our eyes locked instantly, and he smirked. “And?” He said. I stopped touching his arm He got up and out of his. I'm amazed she has such a variety of these, and wears them every day. Her answer is that she can easily afford them considering how much I'm overpaying her. Her erotic looking patterned pantyhose are stockings with side extensions that attach to a low waist band. The opening is larger than her bikini size panties, and the two touch only where the panty waist band fits over the pantyhose waist band, below her hips and well below her actual waist line. I'm always amazed her panties don't fall. My free hand drifted between her legs to cup her sweet mound, squeezing softly. Her moans were music to my ears, and I trailed my fingers up and down her inner thighs, tracing patterns into her soft skin, whispering, "Enjoying the shower?" Her nods were more than a little emphatic, and they made me chuckle sadistically. "I can't hear you, Patricia. Are you enjoying our wake-up shower?" At that moment, I let my fingers rub her slippery clit hard. She gasped, her body tensing, "Yes, I am." I.