I admitto wrapping Jennie's pvc raincoats around myself on a few occasions, butthat was for the pleasure the soft cold shiny material gave me.This was...something else. Already re-aroused by wearing the panties, thethought of putting on these so feminine items of clothing took me backto full arousal. I carefully lifted the top from the hanger. It top hadthin straps at the shoulders, with a heart shaped front and deep bareback. I gave Jennie a quizzical look, but her expression told me thatshe. Maybe i am a good listener but one drink turned into several glasses of wine when she insisted she had to leave I said I would make sure she got home safely I called a cab and dropped her off 5 minutes later I fancied a walk home so I paid the cab fare. To my surprise she invited me in I tried to make excuses as I didn't fancy having to deal with her drunken partner. It was a small modest house her husband was probably mid forties bit scruffy but disappeared as soon as we sat down in the. There’s little to distinguish oneself in in those arid lands beyond warfare if you’re a man, and producing children, if you’re a woman. I had potential in the former, having learnt to ride a horse by the time I was ten, and could shoot from the saddle by 16. I also had a cruel streak, they used to say. When we raided the villages of the enemy tribe (and once a foreigners’ oil company office), the men used to first kill all adult males, then take the women. By women I mean any pussy that was. He crawled into bed with me. It was so dark I couldn’t see anything. By then I had developed a strong sexual appetite. I was very visual. I liked the sight of an erect cock. I wanted to run my fingers over it and explore new sensations. Kenny didn’t touch my breasts. He pulled clumsily at my bottom’s and used his hand to feel for my vagina. He seemed disgusted to find me wet. I felt him wipe his fingers on my leg and then he rolled on top of me. He was stiff, and pushed his cock into me without.