” he pauses, in shocked, to look her over. “What are you wearing?”The girl has her back to him, working at the kitchen counter. “I’m making ...ou a drink, Daddy. One ice cube or two?” She turns to face the man. Wearing only a red thong with the lacey triangle barely covering her cunt, she has a strapless bra to match and her garter supporting a pair of black silk hose. Zaria stands there in her fuck me shoes, as Yesenia had called them, which make her almost as tall as her father. Her hair hangs. "Don't ever say never, you mightregret it," a dangerous tone in his voice. The muzzle of the gun moved downbetween her breasts and ran over the naked, flat plane of her stomach, movingup and down. She felt it snag onto her sweaterand begin to pull her sweater up as it moved back between her cleavage. Hemoved his hand under the sweater, the cold muzzle now playing over her halfnaked skin. "Cut off her bra. She wouldn'tbe needing it," he ordered the one behind her. "NNOO," she cried out,. Finally, I managed. Into the hamper. I pulled my stockings offand in one motion dropped them, along with my panties, in the hamper.Frantically, I looked for my jeans and shirt I wore over the day before.Grabbing them, I dashed to the bathroom. I had to take a shower to removemy makeup.I turned the water on, and didn't even wait for it to get hot. Fuck! Itwas freezing! I could feel my testicles shrink up in reaction to the coldwater. Fortunately, it warmed up in a hurry. I grabbed a. She hesitated, knowing her mother and sister would never approve of these two guys, but she recalled they were going to be going to a play in Hyannis that evening, and that she was going to be alone again, so she agreed, but told them to not show up until after 6 when her mother was gone. As she walked back down the beach toward her house her pussy was actually damp and throbbing at the thought of being with two boys as dangerous as these were, but the thrill of it overwhelmed any sense of.