As Molly and I head down the stairs, I hear you ripping the bag open . . . and here is what you find:
Your black, lacy bra that will barely cover your growing tits . . . along with a black thong that barely qualifies as clothing since there is so little material;
A black top that is quite low-cut and will show plenty of cleavage . . and will geive me a constant hard-on knowing that Tom, as well as any other guy within sight of you, will be quite a view of your breasts;
A long flowing skirt that any breeze at all will whip up around your legs . . . and if there is any light at all behind you, is practically see-thru; and
A pair of your black fuck-me heels.
I'll let you help me decide what to wear when I get back home. As I drop Molly off, I give Tom a bit of an idea what you are wearing in case he wants to hint to Sarah what to wear tonight.
Your black, lacy bra that will barely cover your growing tits . . . along with a black thong that barely qualifies as clothing since there is so little material;
A black top that is quite low-cut and will show plenty of cleavage . . and will geive me a constant hard-on knowing that Tom, as well as any other guy within sight of you, will be quite a view of your breasts;
A long flowing skirt that any breeze at all will whip up around your legs . . . and if there is any light at all behind you, is practically see-thru; and
A pair of your black fuck-me heels.
I'll let you help me decide what to wear when I get back home. As I drop Molly off, I give Tom a bit of an idea what you are wearing in case he wants to hint to Sarah what to wear tonight.