I felt he chin resting on the base of my cock as she started bobbing up and down faster and faster. I was about to explode when she rose up and kissed...me hard once again. As she stood up I noticed something sticking up in her skirt; I looked up at her she had a look of concern on her face as if I didn't approve. What she didn't know was that being with a shemale was a big fantasy of mine. I slowly raised her silky black skirt and slowly pulled her skirt tighter against the bulge and barely. There was more rustling, then Sam answered, Hey, Alison, whats so important? Were being attacked by clay men, I told her with relief. The Patriots created them. Claymen? Sam frowned. Im not sure Ive heard of that. My stomach sank. Really? Only heavy explosives seem to do anything to them. And were running out of those. Hmm, describe them in detail. Theyre tall, maybe ten feet, and made of red clay. They dont feel pain or anything. Theyre like animated statues, and weve already killed the. ‘Wanna join me for a shower?’ chuckled Zack as he looked at Kathy. ‘You are spoiling me,’ muttered Kathy as she ran her hands over Zack’s chest. ‘I have a right to spoil you, sweetie,’ whispered Zack as he swept Kathy from the counter and into his arms. *** Kathy tightened her arms around his neck as he carried her towards the bathroom. Her breasts pressed flat against the hard wall of his chest. Her nipples brushed against his chest making them hard. Zack kept kissing her and murmuring soft. It lay in the middle, above that were three blindfolds. They were black, red, and white. She had always refused saying she needed to see, it scared her not being able to see what was coming .I knew that was the point but I didn’t push it. It was one of the lines she drew and I respected, but here she was giving all those up completely trusting me. Below the corset were the six inch lacy stilettos in black. Another thing she refused saying she couldn’t walk in those, no way no how. There it was.