Now all she had to do was open her mouth and speak.All.'Huh. Goodness, I hope I can come up with the right words!' she worried. 'Well, getting dressed... up has always helped me relax in the past — let's do it now.'Anne knew she couldn't go 'all-out' tonight, it was only the Mitre and she didn't want to be conspicuously overdressed. But that didn't mean that a nice top and a good pair of sexy jeans wouldn't work.Anne had found a dark brown satin tank top, with double straps and a braided front. His arms, oddly, were free. ‘Awake at last, I see,’ Purred a feminine voice from nearby. He moved his head about as much as the neck restraint would allow, but she was walking around to stand before him anyway. She was a tall woman, with long brown hair and a nice face covered in too much slutty make-up. Her attire cried ‘I want to get fucked’, consisting of high heels, fishnet stockings, short black mini-skirt, and bright pink top that clung tightly to her large tits. The woman looked down at. I had been looking forward to it especially as she had been teasing me during the day with some her purchases from the lingerie shop. She had bought herself some new bra and panty sets and another new Basque; she had also bought herself a new blouse and a red silk skirt. “I think Alex will like these.” She had told me. “Bet Mick would as well.” She added, which was quite poignant as I was reading his quotation for the work when she walked in with her shopping. Jane looked through it. “Hmmm. First, I took my hand and gave it a few firm strokes over the head, watching his face contort in pleasure. Then, I took the head in my mouth and worked my mouth up and down, twisting as I went. I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, slowly sliding my mouth up and down on it, holding the base of it firmly in my hand as I did so. He grabbed me by the arms and pulled me up towards him so that I was sitting on top of him, my pussy rubbing against his hard cock. I got ready to ride his.