She sat in her bra and jeans quite comfortably. I looked shyly at her body. She looked quite confident displaying her body. She was wearing a pink col...red bra. Her upper body looked athletic. She lost the round again. She removed her jeans and threw it on the floor. She sat in her lingerie. Both pink and matching. She was a little dark, long-haired, tall and she had a perfect sturdy athletic body. She was quite comfortable in sitting in her undergarments in front of me. I wished I had her. John Mallory told me that I'd find their first aid kit in the spare back bedroom upstairs. At the time I'd thought that it was a stupid place to keep a first aid kit myself, but John explained to me later that it kept it out of the children's reach. Anyway I dashed up the stairs and rushed into John and Stephanie's spare bedroom to find that it wasn't as unoccupied as it should have been.My Tracy, and Phillip Turner were in the process of giving the bedsprings a bloody good energetic work. However it didn't silence my defensive radar at all. In fact that was screaming even louder as I flew on towards the island and before I knew it my heads-up display told me that I had an incoming missile. My radar tracked it from launch point and reported that it would hit me in a matter of minutes. Instinctively I started taking evasive action but my radar showed that the missile would change course every time I did. I cursed my luck and said fuck it. I levelled off and quickly armed one of. I smile with the thought of a sensual silky outfit laying out for me when I arrive home. The excitment flows over my body and the moisture between my thighs confirms my excitement. I have a few errands to run for work and grab some lunch while I am out too. I grab my papers and bag and off I go. As I make deliveries and pick up more papers, I stop to grab a bite to eat. As I sit and eat my salad, I look at my watch and decide if I go now there is time to pick up a little something special from.