Brenda was relieved as she opened the door, not to find any sign of a car or driver. She placed the camcorder on the small table by the vase, standing in the doorway, watching and waiting for the driver. The lollipop was slowly melting in her mouth, causing her to drool over the sweet cock. She absentmindedly sucked on the cock and licked along its length as she replayed today’s activities in her mind. She was somewhat surprised at her own behavior and her choices. She had no reservations shedding her robe, recording every inch of her naked flesh. She had no inhibition, bringing herself to orgasm while bathing in the tub. She had no problems covering her body with the creamy, glittering lotion, which now sparkled on her skin. She no longer cared about the provocative undergarments, which were still visible. She knowingly and eagerly applied the makeup, making her look like she felt. She now welcomed the pleasurable sensations originating in her flowing pussy from the clanging, silver eggs. She felt proud of her choice of clothing, able to admit that she was giving herself up to her body’s pleasures. She felt good about the boots, noting they accentuated her long legs, and raised her ass. The lollipop in her mouth was simply icing on the proverbial cake.
Brenda stood in the doorway, finally noticing the cars, slowly driving by. It only occurred to her then, after standing there for nearly ten minutes that all the cars passing by could see her there sucking on a cock. Then she wondered how many of the neighbors had seen her while she was standing there daydreaming? She shook her head when she realized this was part of his plan all along.
Every little trick had played just right. Every choice was perfectly planned. He knew exactly how Brenda would react. She realized he knew what outfit she would pick. She now stood with mixed emotions, wondering if Mac was making her feel this way, or if she truly made her own choices. Whichever it was, it was too late to turn back now. Brenda spied the black stretch limousine turning into her driveway, pulling up in her direction. She fidgeted nervously, not expecting such lavishness, then wondering if she should have chosen the evening gown. Again, it was too late to second guess herself. She worried what the limo driver thought of her standing in the doorway, dumbly sucking on a strawberry flavored cock.
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