Way out of my league. How do you even dance with someone you’ve never met anyway? They could be some serial killer for all I know! I may as well be ...sing Tinder, probably have the same chance of getting kidnapped.What the fuck am I thinking?I paused for a minute after Megan’s story finished. Watching them all down Jägerbombs was making me feel sick.And jealous.I finally got up, grabbed my textbook off my desk and leant down to put it under my bed. My hand paused though, hovering over a shoe. "Go ahead," he responded."Terry, would you dress up for me?" More of your lingerie?" No. I want you to wear your leather chaps, vest, boots and nothing else."Terry felt his heart begin to race and he began to feel the familiar tingling in his balls."Sure, whatever you want," he responded as he headed out to his bike.Megan took the bag and went to her room and opened it. It contained a stunning black silk garter belt and a pair of black seamed nylons. She put them on and then looked at her. Scott told me they both started to cum watching her. Their cocks were facing each other. Their cum coated each other’s cock as they shot their loads.“I am going to cum,” Scott yelled as I sucked on just the head of his cock.Scott’s cum blasted into my mouth. It filled my mouth full as my pussy blasted my own juices out. Scott’s cum overflowed my mouth. I had a mouthful as he lifted me up kissing me tasting his own cum. He shoved his tongue in my mouth going for more of his own cum. I suddenly. I’ll be gone as soon as Senshall pays out, and not a moment before.”Sarette lifted one of the staff-spears out of the pile. “Vartus has one like this, with the metal shaft,” she said. “The museum holds onto most of the weapons from South Valley, but the stormrunners were able to requisition a few.”“There are more below if you want one,” Corec said.“I do. The metal shafts don’t break, and they carry a charge longer.” She rapped the butt of the spear against the ground. Jagged lines of white and.