My 32c breasts stared back at him, my nipples already hard from the cold weather. “You’re so beautiful,” he complimented me as I began to rub my... breasts.I could see Daddy’s tent in his black dress pants. I crawled towards him, getting about an inch from his face. “Breathe on me,” I requested. He blew his warm, minty breath in my direction. I couldn’t kiss him, but I still wanted to breath him in. “Mmm,” I replied. I sat at the edge of the bed and spread my legs, rubbing my clit through my. And followed with deep red lipstick. She finished up with some blush and face powder. "Now stand up," she said, as she took several more pictures. "Oh, you can't very well walk around in stockinged feet," Mistress warned. "Here, try on these shoes. They ought to fit you." She picked up a pair of white high-heeled shoes which had four-inch long spiked heels. How was I ever going to walk in these? "Stand up on the coffee table and let me get them on you," she commanded. I stepped up on the table. I arrive and park the car, and wait for someone to come along. After a while, a few cars start to cruise up and down the road, passing the spot where I am parked, but no one is stopping just yet, so I sit in the car and start to play with my cock after putting my cock ring on. Time goes by and after a while I need a pee, so I leave the car and walk into the woods to relieve myself. While I’m standing there peeing in the bushes, I hear a car pull in where I am parked and a guy gets out and walks. "Sarsaparilla, shaken not stirred, ice and a slice of lemon" he paused thoughtfully, "and stick one of them little umbrella things on top." Sure thing Mr Badmouth, coming right up!" Billy was already filling a glass.Black Fred looked at the sheriff."Ain't seen you for a spell" he said, raising his glass to his lips. "Doggone, " he exclaimed as the umbrella struck him in the eye, "what blamed fool left this little umbrella thing in my drink?"Billy lent over the bar and disengaged the offending.