For me consciously to wear stretch pants, because I look good in them, is a new idea. Skirts and shorts are even wilder.” Jill leaned over and kisse...d her. “I’m moving into the ground, though, that Jill left. For me to wear boots with heels is a stretch.”Jill smiled at her. “And it’s even been more of a challenge for you not to wear anything under those stretch pants. That’s a delectable cameltoe.” Caroline blushed. “I’m starting to like skin-tight things and even leather--I’ve always liked. Fortunately my slacks hid it well enough so that it was not noticeable unless people were looking for it. Two women did look for it and both made sure Ellie knew they had seen it. Somehow Ellie was proud of that. My erection was brushed by her thighs, hands or ass until the long round of introductions ended just before the first course was being served. The best I could say about dinner was that it was interesting. The chef had used a lot of wine and the food was presented well but as we. ”She just stares at me, and I can see her hands shaking. I let her sit there like that for several minutes, giving her time to think about her situation. Giving her time to come up with her own scenarios for her future.“Look,” I say, leaning forward again. “I don't really care about this case. And you're a very sexy woman, Miss Sands. I can make it all go away. For just a small favor, of course.”“What? I... I don't understand.”“Sure you do,” I say. “Like I said, you're a very sexy woman. And. "Quintus, my son, I wish I had been so faithful as you, but you know my needs, son. While I have taken many cocks since your departure, yours is the one I dream of as I sleep." Clovia opened her legs more and pushed the head of the slave girl to her need. Farus watched his mother's arousal grow as the girl tasted his mother's flesh.The slave girl finished her task of undressing her mistress' son. His cock was standing tall, even upward. She glanced at Clovia, who nodded. The girl knelt and took.