She had gone through quite an ordeal, an ordeal that had taught her a few lessons indeed. The most important lesson she had learned while she was with...her friends, was the value of a weapon.The small man never even contemplated her to be armed. The tight energy beam singed a black smoldering hole into the fabric of Martha’s coat and a similar hole into the chest of Mortimer.She wanted to ask the man many more questions, but aiming a small pocket beamer while holding it concealed inside her coat. Well it was something I readily agreed to and sure enough Joe concurred with a definite glint in his eyes.We had arranged to meet at their home the following Sunday afternoon but I received a message on Friday evening to say that owing to an emergency (family returning from Uni unexpectedly) they would not be able to host our meet. We hastily arranged a plan b which was a Travel lodge type room at a motorway service station! Well we weren’t planning to be their more than a few hours and. Please." "Mmmm, my pleasure," she purred again. She moved closer, still looking into my eyes and slowly cupped her hand around the bulge in my jeans. "That feels very firm indeed" she whispered. "I'd like to see more of that!" She slowly but slickly opened the front of my jeans. I felt a warm hand slide down inside and gently feel my balls. They were aching now! Then she grasped my cock, quite firmly - nice! She slowly stroked up and down my shaft. I groaned, it was fantastic. I pulled her to. I continued to put on a tight pairs of short jeans, long skinny jeans and short jumpsuit. The layers were getting quite thick and tight but I ignored it. I put on a pair of high waisted jeans with multiple buttons, deliberately to delay taking them off. Finally I wore my fravourite back zipped denim overalls and over that was a long sleeved denim jumpsuit to disguise it all.I finally finished buttoning up the jumpsuit and stared into the mirror. It wasn’t obvious but if you stared a.