She came up from between her thighs with trembling fingers and reached or the buttons that ran down the front of her white silk blouse.She came up from between her thighs with trembling fingers and reached or the buttons that ran down the front of her white silk blouse. She undid them carefully, seeing the bulging white curves of her breasts as the garment parted. She stood, nearly kicking her aside as she did so, and let the blouse fall over the soft curves of her shoulders. Her large, shapely breasts jiggled enticingly as she stared up at them. She put her moist fingers in the waistband of her black skirt, then pulled it down over her slender ankles, and she stood before her nearly naked, wearing only a black and red garter belt and the nylon stockings it suspended. "Get my red negligee, Slave, "Stephanie said. "Yes, mistress," she replied gladly, scrambling for the bedroom, her cock a stiff stick in her panties, impeding her progress. She returned with her finest negligee; and as she stood tall in the middle of the living room she placed it reverently over her voluptuous body. In her high heels she seemed to tower over her, her perfect breasts bobbing beneath the see-through material of her negligee. The rest they were able to do without speech, and soon Stephanie was seated on their tan leather couch, legs and negligee parted, feet propped up for comfort. Alicia knew what to do without being told. |