Shopping
After shower Donna dressed fast in a short jeans, t-shirt, red high heeled open
shoes with straps going up her legs, ending just below her knee, no underwear.
She had never wore shoes like that before, so she had some difficulty finding
out how to fold the straps, but eventually with the help of ms Brendan she got
it done.
"Off we go " ms Brendan said as she held the room door open. "The driver has
been waiting for us for quite some time now."
Donna tired walked outside "Here we go" she thought worrisome as she left the
safe hotel room.
They walked through the lobby, outside to the waiting car. In the lobby Donna
looked at the hotel employees to see if any of these looked weird at her,
indicating they saw her last night arriving naked.
"Thank God no one looked at me funny" she thought as the car drove away.
Ms Brendan was on the phone again, doing some business, and Donna just was left
alone with her thoughts.
"I have to get out of this situation. Sooner or later someone will find out what
is going on." She looked at herself "And the later it will be the more
humiliating it will be for me and my family."
"But how?" she wondered as she looked at ms Brendan, busy on the phone "Without
compromising everything? A talk with Robert, telling him all? No I have been
told not to do that. What friend could help me?" she went through her list of
close friends "None of them" she concluded "None of them even remotely have the
experience or power this lady has. I don't even have a lawyer friend to check my
legal status." Donna finally saw a possibility to a solution "A lawyer, I have
to find me a lawyer, an independent one, and go with him/her through my
options..."
Ms Brendan finally hung up the phone and smiled with pity at her.
"She must think she's so powerful." "Just wait till I have a lawyer and get out
of this, save me and my family from you and you're sick tastes." Donna eyes lit
up "My family, I forgot to call them!"
"Ms Brendan" she immediately said "Can I call my family?"
"I only have a business phone here, and I refuse to have it used for personal
issues, Cutty" ms Brendan answered.
"But I need to call them, they'll be worried sick"
"The only one worried right now is you." Ms Brendan said "Don't forget it is
Saturday morning. By now the kids are doing their sport activities, with Robert
drinking a beer or two with the other man at the bar, watching over his girls."
"She's right" Donna thought
"But I will allow you to call them later, don't worry Cutty. Just behave." The
remark was not lost on Donna.
"If I don't 'behave' she will not let me call them probably."
They arrived at a large shopping mall. They got out and walked in the chilly
breeze to the entrance. Ms Brendan in her usual business clothes, being the
perfect executive, Donna dressed as if it was summer already. The difference was
striking, especially with them walking together.
"Cutty, " ms Brendan said as she guided Donna through the crowd towards a
clothing store." With your new look you have to get new clothes."
"Else you'll just look ridiculous, or just too old fashion." They entered the
large clothing store
"Luckily not some weird adult store" Donna sighed.
"You've been a housewife for too long, so we need to get you up to par." They
walked through the alleys, checking out the clothing, but not really expecting
anything to find.
Ms Brendan walked around constant talking to Donna, expecting her to follow her.
She was checking out the clothing, but not being able to really decide on the
best outfit.
Finally in the summer collection section she got excited. "Here we'll find some
nice stuff. This store always has a good summer collection. Last year's was
fantastic, really."
While Donna reluctantly checked some blouses she went frantically through the
whole collection, picking up blouses, t-shirts, skirts, panties, everything. A
sales lady came practically running to help her out.
"She needs a new style, you see" ms Brendan was talking to the sales lady when
they approached Donna with a bunch of clothing "so we just have to try them all,
see which fits best"
"Cutty, dear, look!" ms Brendan enthusiastically showed her some t-shirts
"Aren't they nice?"
Donna looked at them "Too young for me" she thought " and too small"
"Well..." she said
"Ah, you're too old fashion! Just go and start with wearing these for us. We'll
tell you if it is ok or not." Ms Brendan smiled and gave her a short to wear and
a half cut t-shirt. Next Donna was ushered to the changing rooms.
For the next hour Donna was just showing the clothing to the sales lady and ms
Brendan. The clothes were not that weird, but most of them more revealing than
Donna was used to, and definitely not her taste in color and style. Yet she
really did not have a say in it she knew. She did refuse some clothing which was
just too much, and luckily the sales lady backed her up, but in the end she was
still left with a pile of summer clothing she would herself never dreamed of
buying.
"We'll take these." Ms Brendan rounded up the sale "The new look Cutty, these
are just perfect."
Donna smiled wryly. She had just returned in her 'own' clothing again, the red
shoes, the short cut jeans, and looked at her new ward robe.
"Well if she wants to see me in those..." she thought "At home I'll just be
wearing my own stuff anyway. And it is not as bad as I was afraid of."
"Off you go, pay at the counter, the lady will bring these to our car."
Donna was dumb fold, "She expect me to pay for these? She must be kidding!"
Yet ms Brendan walked up to her and whispered "Cutty, follow the instructions.
You did not expect me to pay for everything this weekend now did you? I already
paid for the hotel, the diner, the drinks, and will pay for lots more. The least
you can do is pay for these new clothes..." The look she gave Donna was clear
enough.
Reluctantly Donna went to the cash register to pay. In the distance she saw ms
Brendan look for some more clothing, probably for herself, while the sales lady
brought everything to the limousine, together with the driver.
"1500 dollars!" Donna walked still in shock "She made me pay 1500 dollars for
things I do not even really want!" They were walking through the mall eating
donuts ms Brendan had bought for them "And I, stupid cow, paid. Why?" Donna was
furious, but mostly furious at herself. She always had been too easily pushed
over. And this was just such a case. They did not have the money, how would she
explain this to Robert? He had told her to watch out with ms Brendan, as she was
from another class, financial class that is.
"So now we have the casual ware, let's go for the business and night time
clothing" ms Brendan said while they passed the food court.
"Those are even more expensive..." Donna thought.
"Happy face Cutty" ms Brendan reminded the pondering Donna "And tell me what's
on your mind" she snuggled up to the lady in the red high heels.
"It's the money ms Brendan" Donna reluctantly answered "It was a bit much"
"Don't you worry about that too much Cutty. Robert has got the job, so he has
some more money to spend, and he should expect some expenses."
"Yes ms Brendan, but this was a bit much" she tried to convince ms Brendan
"Ah well, if money is such a problem, I'll pay for the rest, but we'll have to
make some agreement about it, ok?"
"She speaks so lightly about this" Donna thought "Money really does not matter
to her, and she really can not understand anybody having a problem with spending
it at her pace."
"Well Cutty?"
"Oh, ok, I guess " Donna said absent minded "And that Cutty thing bothers me
still" she noticed annoyed.
The next store they went had some really expensive clothing, and Donna was glad
ms Brendan was going to pay for it this time. The store had actually more
business clothing than anything else. Donna was actually surprised they even
entered.
"I'll explain later, during lunch, Cutty" ms Brendan said, as she smiled seeing
Donna's surprised look. She took Donna by the hand and guided her straight to a
sales lady in the back of the store.
"Hello, how may I help you?" the middle aged lady asked.
Donna felt humiliated by the look of condemnation the lady gave her. "And she's
rigth, you should not enter this store dressed like the way I am." She looked at
ms Brendan, and around in the store "All other clients are dressed normal or
even business like..."
"We need some business suites." Ms Brendan meanwhile told the sales lady "She
needs some upgrading of her wardrobe. New job."
"Aah..." the sales lady coldly replied "Come this way" and she wanted to take
them to the sales section.
"No no" ms Brendan stopped her "We like to see the new collection. Money is not
the issue."
The sales lady's eyes lid up, and she immediately showed more interest. "The new
collection?" she asked
"Yes, Cutty here has a new job which will include lot's of presentations,
meetings etc, so she needs to be picture perfect." Ms Brendan explained as they
walked in the opposite direction "She can't be doing that wearing this slutty
outfit."
"Indeed.." the older lady acknowledged as they both gave Donna an arrogant look.
"Damn! She first has me wearing these clothes and now humiliates me with them."
Donna thought as she smiled shyly, not knowing where to look. "And why would I
need business suites?" she wondered.
But the next hour she just was told to try on several suites, with matching
shoes. The sales lady attitude changed completely when she discovered ms Brendan
was not joking. She kept on ignoring Donna however, as she quickly understood it
was ms Brendan calling the shots. Donna just let it happen.
"Actually, I like these cloths" she thought as she looked at herself in the
mirror while ms Brendan and the sales lady discussed how this suite fitted her.
Donna paraded herself in front of the mirror. "I have had never much of a career
due to my early marriage." She recalled "But although I have no regrets, you
always wonder the 'what if'" she looked at the ladies checking her out "And now
I'm wondering more the 'why'...".
They finally left the store leaving behind a very happy middle aged lady. She
even waved at them. In the bags Donna carried were 6 suites of the newest
collections, with matching shoes, and even handbags. Donna was afraid to ask why
they bought this type of clothing. "Let's have some lunch at the food court" ms
Brendan interrupted Donna.
Lunch
Donna found herself sitting in the food court amid loud chattering families,
eating a meager salad, while ms Brendan had Chinese noodles with chicken, a real
meal. She never expected ms Brendan to eat in such an 'average' place. After the
expensive diner, the hotel, the life style of her, this was completely against
her nature, according to Donna.
"So tell me, how do you like our weekend so far?" ms Brendan said.
Donna looked around and knew she could not speak freely about the sex and all,
nor did she want to.
"It is different than I ever experienced" she said politically, poking away at
her salad "Damn I'm hungry!" she thought "At home I would have gotten myself a
big sandwich at least"
"A bit more honesty, Cutty" ms Brendan said "What did you like"
"Always this 'positive look' thing" Donna thought hateful, but went through her
experiences the last two days to find something she liked, or could bare.
"The suites, especially the one with the matching handbag and hoes" she said.
She actually really liked that one. "It suits my body, and it is my taste"
"Yes, I like that suite too, although it is the most old fashion one of them
all." Ms Brendan approved. "It goes good with your skin and hair."
"And what else" she pushed Donna to reveal more of her personal feelings.
"Hmmm, the diner yesterday was fabulous. I have never eaten that stuff, and it
tasted great! The service was good, the wine was delicious..."
"It's a good restaurant" ms Brendan agreed.
Donna's mind went on overdrive to find more things she liked "The rest was just
sex." She recalled. She saw ms Brendan with a smile on her lips looking at her
"She knows I don't want to say anything about the sex we had, anything positive
that is, yet she expects me to do just that."
"The night was just a blur actually" she tried
"Oh come on" ms Brendan teased "You've done great up to know, please don't ruin
it now"
"Just pretend" Donna reminded herself "Just pretend"
"Oh okay," she said "I really enjoyed what we did in the car yesterday"
"There you go" ms Brendan approved "But be a bit more specific. I need to know a
bit more about you're feelings to make it even better."
"I'm in a food court, and she expects me to reveal my sexual desires!"
"Well, obviously I liked the...." she spoke softly "licking"
"Actually true" she thought "But still if I had a choice I'd prefer Robert's
dick"
"Hmmm, continue" ms Brendan took a bite, and waved her right hand in circles to
get her going, not really looking at her, but busy with a big bite from a
chicken leg.
"The caressing was good too, but..." her mind was racing to find something more
to say without getting herself into trouble. She knew what she said now would be
used against her later.
"...but the licking was the best, really"
Ms Brendan made some pointing signals, smiling, to indicate her next question.
"I liked you 'm-m-m' me" Donna replied at the unspoken question.
"Now me 'm-m-m' you I hated, I hate to even think about it" Donna thought.
Ms Brendan smiled and finished her bite.
"You have got to learn to be more open and honest about sex Cutty" she stated
"You are way to shy. Yesterday and this morning you've had sex and you climaxed
several times. Don't deny that. Think about it, find out what you liked that
made you climax, and talk about it. The more you reveal what you like, the more
I can fulfill your desires."
"Let's leave that subject for now..."
"Thank God" an embarrassed Donna thought, as she saw several families looking at
them surprised at the remarks ms Brendan just made.
"... and let me explain what we'll do with the suites."
"You told me you would do something for me, agree to an arrangement, as I pay
for your new wardrobe."
"hmm, yes.., ms Brendan" Donna reluctantly agreed, having no choice "Well
actually you blackmailed me into all this" she thought
"So this is what I expect you to do for me: you'll start working for me.." ms
Brendan let that statement sink in.
Donna surprised sat up straight and than frowned at ms Brendan.
"Work? For you, ms Brendan?" she asked.
"Yes, Cutty." Ms Brendan smiled "I know you've studied, though never finished as
you met Robert and got pregnant"
"I also know you were much more ambitious before that, and even a smart student.
Though the study 'Marketing" is not really a very difficult one. It's more arty,
right?"
"Well, yes...ms Brendan" Again Donna was surprised by the background knowledge
of ms Brendan.
"Anyway, here's what I see happening in the future. You'll work for me. I'll
start you off slowly, do some charity work etc, and then we move you into the
real world of business. I need some management assistants and you'll do just
fine. It'll be a though job, but the salary will be great, and you'll meet lots
of interesting people. Different than you're boring group of housewives..."
"But ms Brendan, my family..." Donna interrupted ms Brendan "I've made an
agreement with Robert that I would be taking care of the kids, we both found it
necessary to raise them ourselves. I can not possible go back on that promise.."
her mind was reeling.
"You promised you would agree to an arrangement, well this is it. And don't tell
me you don't find it exciting. Just think about working, doing something more
with you're life. The kids are old already, they don't need you that much
anymore. Time to make something of your life."
Donna actually liked the idea of her working. It would be a dream come true,
although she never really missed it. The family life suited her good too.
"But they won't agree with me working, ms Brendan" she said, actually hoping ms
Brendan would have a solution for this problem too.
"You mean Robert won't agree." Ms Brendan analyzed "Your daughters will be proud
of you, and support and understand you. Especially if you tell them their
allowance will go up. With 15 and 17 both are more interested in boys,
girlfriends, shopping, than staying home being pampered by mommy."
"Robert is the one that will complain, and you just leave that to me. He won't
dare to disagree with me on this, especially not if I 'ask' his permission. I
know how to manipulate people Cutty, you should know that by now."
Donna was excited. She would work, for the first time a real job! And she knew
ms Brendan could pull it off. So the remainder of the lunch Donna and ms Brendan
discussed her work in more detail, what she was expected to do, where to go, and
she was explained in some detail how they would convince her family. When they
finally stood up to continue the shopping spree Donna was smiling from ear to
ear. She loved the idea of working so much, they would earn more money, she
would meet more interesting people, Donna just couldn't wait.
"How about a kiss now" a smiling ms Brendan said as they stood in the center of
the food court.
The excited Donna didn't wait a minute. She placed her tray back on the table
and kissed ms Brendan passionately, right there for all to see.
"I love you ms Brendan" she said seductively when she finished with the kiss.
And for the first time she almost meant it too. "This relationship is working
out much, much better than I expected!" she thought as she saw ms Brendan's
smiling face, obviously approving her kiss. Donna just forgot her own
obstructions against the lesbian relationship, having a chance for such a good
future made all what happened lately just a mere bad memory.
"Very good Cutty, very good." Ms Brendan approved. She turned and walked away.
Just than Donna saw the families looking at her and ms Brendan.
"Ooops" Donna thought, but didn't really mind that much. She had been kissing ms
Brendan on a daily basis like that, so for her it was all just business as
usual, and she was too excited with her future to really be bothered with the
stares of some hypocrite families. Yet she did follow ms Brendan quickly away
from the crowd.
Afternoon
They first went to a luxurious shop where Donna would get her evening dresses.
"I will let you pick some dresses, don't worry about the price, just make sure
they are sensual. They must show a lot of your lovely long legs, and your
breast, your body." Ms Brendan instructed Donna.
Donna was only too eager to follow up on these orders. The excitement still in
her body, she went through the collections, picking out the ones she felt would
fit her best.
"This one with the split will go so nice with some black high heeled
strap-shoes." Donna looked at the sexy black long dress. "Ms Brendan will like
it, and maybe Robert too."
She chuckled at the fact she actually wanted to please ms Brendan before her
Robert.
"What a difference a job makes!" she smiled to herself.
Within minutes she went back to the waiting ms Brendan to show the dresses she
had chosen.
"Try them on Cutty. Let's see what you think turns me on."
The sales lady looked a bit strange at that remark, but Donna was still beyond
caring. She just went to the dressing rooms and changed into the first dress.
When she got out wearing the first dress, she parade in front of ms Brendan,
smiling happily.
"Do you have any brown or red shoes to go with that dress?" ms Brendan asked the
sales lady.
"I will check: what is your size?" she asked Donna.
"7" she replied, and the young sales lady was off to look for the right shoes.
"Come here" ms Brendan said to Donna. Donna walked over to her, seducing her,
and seeing the effect it had on ms Brendan.
"She likes what she sees." Donna thought, as she waved her hips sensually,
making the long red dress sway from side to side, showing of her long legs. She
walked tip toe to make her legs look longer.
She stopped walking when she was very close to ms Brendan. Ms Brendan was just
smiles "Kiss me Cutty" she just said, and Donna did happily. The lips met, their
tongues battled. Donna pushed her hard nipples into ms Brendan's breasts, making
her feel her excitement.
"I'm not a lesbian" Donna thought in a daze "But this whole thing has got me hot
for sure!!" Their hands explored each other, feeling each others ass, legs,
thighs, back...
"Hmm-mm!" the sales lady had returned and was a bit embarrassed to find her
clients kissing passionately, especially as it were two women.
Donna just smiled and said "Oh, the shoes." And walked over to the girl and took
the shoes from her.
From that moment on ms Brendan used every kind of excuse to send the girl away
to find some item, at which moment she would order the willing Donna to kiss her
again. The whole dress up became a heated fore play, with a voyeuristic touch as
the sales girl every time had to interrupt them while they were kissing, making
out. The girl had told other sales ladies too, as Donna noticed more girls and
ladies working in the shop looking their way, especially as the sales girl went
away for another shoe, stocking or whatever. Donna didn't mind however. She was
in a bliss and as the 'fashion show' continued she got hotter and hotter.
Eventually she was escorted out of the shop by ms Brendan. They bought a lot of
dresses, Donna didn't even know how many, and other items, such as shoes (all
high heeled of course, ms Brendan's taste for those), stockings etc, and when
they left she could see the whole store staring at them, and she almost could
hear the gossip filling the air. Yet she didn't mind at all. Not now.
Outside of the shop they gave the boxes and bags to the waiting driver.
"Come with me, quick" ms Brendan pulled her childish away, leaving the driver to
take care of the bought items. Donna followed as she was pulled fats, almost not
able to keep up on her high heels.
Ms Brendan guided her into the public bathrooms, into a toilet and she closed
the door.
"Kiss me" she said, and Donna, out of breath, did. She kissed ms Brendan
passionately, first only on her mouth, but she was soon guided to kiss all over
the face of ms Brendan. Next she was gently pushed down and she kissed the
breasts, freeing them with her hands, so her tongue could play around the
nipples of ms Brendan. They stood fully erect already, and when she kissed and
caressed them ms Brendan started to breath heavily.
"Oh yeah, Cutty, lick them, lick them.." ms Brendan sighed as she leaned back
against the toilet door. The space was small so Donna had to spread her legs
just to be able to bend over to lick ms Brendan's breast. This caused her short
jeans skirt to become rather uncomfortable, so when ms Brendan ordered her next
to pull it down, she eagerly did so.
"Now finger yourself again... slut" ms Brendan whispered as she smiled and
looked into the eyes of the lovely Donna licking her breasts, looking up.
"Wow, she got me doing this in the public toilets!" Donna surprised herself as
she did as she was told. "Ah fuck, I want to enjoy the moment" and she just
concentrated on having sex, not bothering with the time and place.
Ms Brendan meanwhile pulled her head lower, causing Donna to sit with her bare
ass on the toilet. Donna opened the blouse of ms Brendan fully, and kissed all
the way down from her breast, to her belly, shortly paying attention to ms
Brendan's most adorable belly button, and smiling she arrived at the area
between ms Brendan's legs. Ms Brendan had unbuckled her belt already, and had
pulled down her skirt and panties. Donna licked down to her pussy lips, and
noticed they were already dripping from heat.
"Good Cutty, good slut, make me come, fast" ms Brendan said out loud. A stumble
outside let Donna knew somebody or maybe even more women were outside listening
in. She just concentrated on licking ms Brendan and fingering herself.
"I need to come fast." Was all that was on Donna's mind. "Fast...Fast.." she
worked furiously with her fingers on her own wet twat, as she felt ms Brendan
nearing her orgasm.
"Oh yeah slut, lick me, lick my clit, drink my cum!" ms Brendan said in ecstasy,
as she came. She held Donna's head tight, and smeared her juices around on her
face. Donna could barely breath as she felt her face being coated with the cum
of ms Brendan, and she work frantically with her fingers on her own pussy. "Oh
God" she thought "Almost there, almost.."
She was abruptly pulled up. Opening her eyes, sticky with slimy cum, she saw ms
Brendan smile at her.
"We best be going before the police or local guards get here" she said lightly,
as if nothing happened, was going on. She pulled up her panties and skirt,
buckled her belt fast, and turned and unlocked the door.
Donna quickly stood up and pulled up her jeans too, suddenly afraid of the
reality of being caught. Ms Brendan didn't wait for her to be ready and just
opened the door. Two teenagers and an older lady curiously looked at them.
"Well hello there." Ms Brendan said to them, as she walked towards the sink and
proceeded to wash her hands and tidy up a bit. Donna meanwhile struggled
nervously with the jeans, her face turning a dark red as she noticed the eyes on
her.
"Whenever you're ready slut" ms Brendan said as she was finished. She turned to
face Donna and leaned against the sink, her arms folded, and a look of triumph
on her face.
Donna just finished buttoning up the jeans, pulled down her t-shirt, and walked
outside towards the sink.
"My face," she thought embarrassed to the bone, "they see the slime on my face".
She felt dirty.
The three woman just looked on as the scene unfolded in front of their eyes. A
middle aged woman walking out of a toilet leaving behind some sort of whore, who
had her pants down, no panties, wearing red high heels, her t-shirt showing of
her hardened nipples, actually one nipple was peaking out before the whore
rearranged it, and her face and hair covered with shimmering slime.
The two young girls started to smile and whisper as they understood what was
going on. The older lady just couldn't believe it yet.
"No, we just go immediately" ms Brendan pulled Donna away towards the door,
before she reached the sink. "Bye ladies, hope you enjoyed the view of this
slut!" ms Brendan said in a happy voice to the ladies in the rest room.
Donna was hurdled into the hallway, through the crowd. Her face red of
embarrassment.
"We go to the car, we are finished here Cutty" ms Brendan said, and this relaxed
Donna. She quickly followed ms Brendan, anything to get out of there.
In the car ms Brendan looked at her smiling, actually laughing at her situation.
"You are a slut. Or better, a whore. Just the promise of a nice job, made you
hot and eager to please me." Ms Brendan said as the car drove off.
Donna was just recuperating from the horrible scene. She breathed heavily as she
had almost ran towards the limousine, only her high heels keeping her pace down.
"Pull off your jeans" ms Brendan instructed.
Donna, tired, just did it. "At least I'm safe in the limousine" she thought
"Good, and now start masturbating yourself. You didn't came in the toilets now
did you?"
"No ms Brendan" Donna said meekly.
"I won't allow you to come now either, but I want you hot again." Ms Brendan
said, as she watched Donna taking of her jeans, and fingering herself. Donna was
still wet, though in her mind she was dry as hell.
"Do as I taught you this morning" ms Brendan said, and Donna reluctantly took
her masturbating fingers towards her mouth to wet them some more. She tasted her
own juices.
"Explain me why you did what you did, Cutty." Ms Brendan said after a few
minutes of Donna masturbating and cooling down.
"I- I was excited.." Donna said "ms Brendan" she added quickly.
"And you always start licking women and fingering yourself in toilets when
you're excited?"
"No, ms Brendan, it was because..." she thought back "because you wanted me
to.."
"So you'll always do what I tell you to do?" ms Brendan continued "Or you just
follow orders of anybody whose there when you're hot?"
"No.." Donna's mind was quite confused "Why did I do those acts actually?"
"... ms Brendan, it was just the excitement, the shopping, the ..."
"So you did it because you was being pampered?" ms Brendan informed.
"Yes, I... think so, ms Brendan" Donna said. Her fingers had hit the right spot,
and she felt herself getting wet again. "Damn, I have to fight this, she turns
me into some sort of slut." Donna suddenly thought "She has manipulated me into
this, manipulated me into humiliating myself, degrading myself. With her
lies..."
"For the record, my little slut, the job offer is real" ms Brendan said.
"As if she can read my mind, am I so shallow?" Donna thought
"As was you're slutty behavior. Let's not forget that." Ms Brendan looked Donna
in the eye "Out of your own needs you licked me to a wonderful orgasm, while
fingering yourself. The fact that you did not come was only due to your lack of
experience with masturbating. You will change that by frequently masturbating
when with me. "
Donna thought about it "She is right, but I don't want to become a slut, it is
she who manipulates me into these situations, like yesterday, this morning, and
in the toilets!"
"Stop masturbating, you're wet enough right now, and we're almost there."
"Where is she taking me now?" Donna wondered, as she peeked through the window.
The limousine was just driving up a parking lot. A large sign said 'Adult shop'
in bright red letters.
"Figures..." Donna thought as she licked and sucked her fingers clean.
