I then attached them to the satiny garter belt. As I was in the process of sliding the silky panties up I heard a very feminine voice say, "Very nice.... I turned as see Lydia standing there, I had not heard her enter the house.She stood there admiring me for a moment before she finally spoke. "Something you wish to tell me?"I then broke down and told her about the dreams."Why didn't you tell me?" she asked. "I thought you might get mad at me wanting to dress up again," I responded.She laughed. That still left 1 people unaccounted for, but they were there touching and kissing necks and boobs. I worked out it must be a female sucking my cock, not that it mattered.I don't think we knew what we had got ourselves into, but we were in it and in the moment, and I don't think either of us knew what would happen or where the night would end up, but we were both happy to go with the flow.The group started to split off into little clusters, the guys who were 69ing came up for air and joined in. He stirs under you, loving the feeling of your sex, lightly touching his manhair. His long fingers began to make a slow, torturous trail up your inner thighs, almost reaching in between your already drenched legs.You reach behind you and grasp his hands tightly. You mutter, “No. Stop.”His eyes flash open suddenly at your refusal. A devilish smile escapes from your lips as you begin your descent slowly down his body.You gently plant kisses down his neck, sucking and nibbling as moans softly rip. “Pick up that gun,” I said to Tonya as I opened the folding baton, which had also been hiding in what I called my Captain Kangaroo vest.The thug was coming around. “I ought to kill you,” I said to him quietly, “but I’m curious. What was your message for me?”He looked up at me and even at Tonya holding his gun and said, “Go home cracker,” he said.“Just those quiet words,” I suggested.“Rough you up a little maybe,” he said.“You mean like this,” I said striking a quick blow to his face. I was.