“Yes Master, just got to put Hardcore this on.” I replied lifting my dress up. “Wait.” I froze then felt his hand on my pussy. A finger easily slid inside me, moved around a bit then withdrew. “Continue.” Three seconds later my dress was in place and I was smoothing it down. “Open.” His wet finger appeared in front of my face, my mouth opened and I tasted my own juices. “Come on.” Two minutes later we were outside close up walking to the bus stop and after another 2 minutes Ethan was following me up the stairs onto the top deck of the bus. “I should have let that other guy follow you up the stairs, I had a great view of your wet pussy.” Ethan said as we sat down. “Remind me when we’re coming back.” “Yes Master.” The bus journey didn’t take long and we were soon walking into the main shopping area. It was only 10:30 am and there was still a slight chill in the air and I could feel it tickling my bare, wet pussy as we walked and as I looked down I could see the bulges in my dress made by my nipples. What I couldn’t see – just, was my slit, my dress was covering it. I smoothed my hand down my butt and the material ran out just after the crease at the top of my legs. I felt good. Ethan took me into most of the young people’s clothes shops looking for dresses and skirts that were as short as the one I was wearing, and tops that were either sheer or see-through. The tops weren’t a problem as sheer and see-through are very popular asian at the moment although the fashion police expect girls to wear something underneath them. After doing the rounds once we started again. This time looking for longer skirts and dresses. When I asked Ethan about the longer ones he told me that he knew a seamstress who could fix things for me. Ethan selected 5 summer dresses, all with spaghetti straps as the only pov thing to keep them on, and 4 skirts. All 9 items are made of very thin cotton and A-line. All the skirts start at the hips and have just a little zip to keep them up. Ethan appears to like my skirts blowing up just as much as I do. Of course I had to try on each and every item and if Ethan couldn’t come into the fitting rooms with me he’d wait at the entrance and I had to go out and show him. Even if he could come in with me I still had to go out to look at myself from a distance in the mirrors. Also, Ethan had me bending over to see how far the dress or skirt rode up my butt. He usually did this when someone else was around and quite a few people got a good look at my bare butt and pussy. Another thing that he got teen me to do when he couldn’t come into the fitting room was to tell me to use a cubicle near the entrance and to leave the door or curtain open so that he could see me changing. Of course he wasn’t the only man waiting and they too watched me changing. “Yes Sir. “You and and I make love together, and we do it beautifully. She put pepperoni, mushrooms and Mexican blend cheese on it. "Have fun!" He felt her throat and tongue work frivolously on him trying to process his assault. “Amazing. But to my satisfaction it was not. Revealing Cynthia’s large breasts jiggling in their pink bra. He teen then says under his asian breath, making sure Alex doesn't here. She inquired. Then, emboldened by her inaction to refuse me, I began to caress her breasts from outside her pajama shirt, all the while close up listening to any changes in her breathing and heartbeat like I was Sherlock Holmes. I asked Lucy to go with us last Sunday to identify the voices pov the bugs picked up which she did. I froze. Hardcore