I took him by the hand, led him to the bathroom, and said "Undress me!" He blushed, gulped - so I took his hands and placed them on my belt. He quickl... began to tug at my trousers, and I encouraged him to slow down. He was better with the belt, the hook on the waistband, and pulling down my pants. He needed no encouragement to finish the job. Piece by piece he plucked me, until I was naked as the day I was born.I leaned toward him, and whispered in his ear, "My turn!" I slowly undressed him,. The video then panned to the hens, surrounding its owner. Karen, Jenny, Helen, and Yvonne were on their knees, attacking their floored topless victim, while the others peered over their shoulders with amusement. The four men hovered around the outside of the horde of drunken, excited girls.The stags were treated to a brief glimpse of Debbi's breasts as she writhed on the carpet, it looked like she was making no attempt to cover her tits because she was desperately holding onto her last item of. Every chance I get,” I told him.“Has he ever made a pass at you?”“No, but he has told me more than once I have the second biggest cock in the gym after him.”“Wow, that means he must be more than …”“Yes baby, he is, much bigger,” he cuts in before I can finish.“What would you like me to wear for our new man?”“Your killer heels and your ankle length, black silk night dress with the slits up the sides almost to your armpits. Nothing else.”“What are you going to wear?”When Mike arrives my man is. By the time they finally set off home, several pairs of pretty earringshad joined the pile of purchases in her bags.On arriving back at Stan's house, "his" mother, Mrs Sanders, insistedthat both young people model their new clothes for her. Needless to sayit took Bobbie a lot longer to show off all her purchases than it didStan! "Well done dears," said Mrs Sanders when, at last, they hadfinished showing her everything, "but Bobbie, you are never going to beable to cycle home with all the things.