"Well, maybe they do now," shesaid, lifting up her skirt. I was amazed to see the unmistakable shape ofa huge dick in her panties. "It's a double dild...," she explained. "YourAunt Moira is showing you what it's like to be a girl. Girls have tits,they wear bras and knickers, they put on suspenders and stockings becausethey make boys randy, and another thing they do is suck cocks, so I wantyou to learn how to give a blow job." She pulled her knickers down andsat on the settee with her bum on the. Making sure thetub was dry first, I plugged the clippers in and began running them upand down both my legs. It still took a long time and I kept missingpatches, but after about twenty minutes all of my leg hair was shortenough to be invisible.Still naked, I walked back to my bedroom and fished the pantyhose backout of my hidden stash. I untangled and unrolled them a bit. I saw thediamond of cotton in the crotch of hose. They are called "panty"-hose fora reason. Maybe I don't need to wear. "I'm not going to go looking for someone in the dark without knowing more about where he could be. We'll make a search tomorrow morning and try to find something. Until then I want you to stay indoors away from any windows. As soon as it's light enough to see we'll make sure it's safe and let you know."I could understand his reasoning although I didn't like it, but Mary exploded, "What do you mean; you'll look tomorrow! Somebody is out there shooting at us! You expect us to just stay indoors. Cum of both varieties and the ubiquitous lubricant of the Colosseum sluggishly swirled and pooled around Kyla's sprawled body as it flowed and mixed, surrounding her where she straddled Shandel in one of the Lobby's massage pits with her head resting on Zylesen's thigh, panting softly. Her breath tickled across the stretched pink lips of the blood elf's sex, where Kyla's entire left fist was still lodged and stroking gently in the wake of Zylesen's latest orgasm. Looking across the trembling.