Despite the heat and stickiness, there was a real comfort in the weight of her on me. She resumed her soft, soothing whispers in my ear. I couldn’t ...nderstand a word of it, but the cool brush of her lips against my ear as she spoke was all that mattered. So too the gentle snorts of white noise as she breathed out. I inhaled her as my labouring heart slowed. Messy strands of her hair were plastered to her moist skin, and I had to lick the occasional loose end from between my lips. It was funny. One was if I picked one up and was seen looking at it someonewould immediately think I was interested in crossdressing. Sure, I wasbut nobody else ever knew that, not even a stranger.I had a plan. I grabbed one of the crossdresser magazines and put it inbetween the Playboy and Penthouse magazine. I very nervously walked upto check out my purchases and the guy behind the counter looked like somebiker dude. Great, this wasn't going to go well I thought.He rang it all up told me the price, I. With the commando inside the suit, the ensemble weighed 110 kilograms, 65 of that being the muscular commando. The "skin" of the suit was hardened against weapon fire, of course. Projectile weapons such as rifles and machine guns couldn't penetrate unless three armor piercing rounds hit the same 3 centimeter area. Shell fragments had to be large and travel at high velocity.The commando could wade through a gasoline-fueled fire without damage--provided the commando didn't spend more than five. He said, “No sis, crawl to the bathroom. Don’t turn the water on either. Just stick your head in the toilet and wash with that water. Don’t forget to flush.”Then Beth laughed and said, “Yes flush when you have your face in it. That will wash away your egg. And while you are in there, rinse your mouth out. That means take some water from the toilet and rinse.”I started crying then. They not only make me fuck and suck anyone and everyone, they are making me use toilet water to wash my face and.