Then I unsnapped the bra and handed him the bra.The Barney clone still did the wand thing even though I was naked from the waist up. Then he went wais... down with the thing."Are you wearing body jewelry?" he asked. "No" I replied."Loose the pants then," he instructed.I unbuttoned and unzipped them and handed them to the other mil-type. I wasn't wearing any panties; I rarely did. Today was no different.I am not ashamed of my body. I eat right most of the time and when I don't I spend extra time. But now, she wondered whether she should have done so. She thought back to the beginning of the night - the most important night of her young life - prom night.As I got ready for the prom, I tried to decide what to wear. Not my gown, but what to wear under my gown. I was going to the dance with Ron Harris. That was OK, though I wasn't really super impressed with him. But he'd asked me and he was the captain of the football team, so I'd said yes. I knew by his reputation that he'd try to get. With still lots of cum around, he spread it all over her front and back. There was cum on her face and hair as well. Jack turned Angela by her shoulders while still impaling her and now she was spreadeagled over him. His mouth seeking her lips as he smothered her with wild kissing.As their lips fought each other for more sensual pleasures Jack ejaculated violently. He was wildly rocking upwards to match her downward movements over his rock-hard dick.Angela’s cum-coated body clung to Jack’s body. "It's asymmetrical," Carrie explained."Oh, cute!" Lisa exclaimed as she slid her left arm into the shortsleeve, adjusted the bodice, and then allowed Carrie to zip her in."Look at that!" she cried when she saw herself in the mirror.Look at that indeed, I thought. I couldn't believe what I was lookingat.For starters, it wasn't a full-length gown--on Lisa, it stopped aboutmid-thigh. The skirt was poufy, but there was no visible petticoat orcrinoline; the pouf all seemed to be sewn into the.