"Or not-so-little Brian," Stacy cooed, rubbing the front of my pants. I had to gulp back just to keep from shooting off from her well-clad touch. I co...ld hardly be faulted if I did--I'd never had a girl's hand down there, even through denim.Tracy had caught up and joined Stacy. And then the two were undoing my belt, and everything else so they could pull my pants down. I stood there in total shock. When their hands went to the straining waist of my underpants, I started to get embarrassed.. Wearing women's underwearwas challenging Trevor's self-perception and his taking of the cigarettewithout me getting him drunk this time showed his openness to newexperiences. He was getting hooked."Are you enjoying wearing a bra?" I asked."I never thought I would but wearing a bra helps you with posture and Ilike the feeling of the straps around my shoulders," Trevor replied."Does that make me gay?" It makes you willing to experiment," I replied.We finished our cigarettes and I gave him the. I don't want to wreck your asshole," Candy warned him, though she made sure to kiss him harder than ever.Despite the fear of a dildo up his ass, Reggie found himself cumming soon after that kiss. Candy had a way of exciting him and distracting him from the pain that he dreaded, getting him to live in the moment and its delights. Her enthusiastic kisses resumed as well, adding to the diversion."Alright, my gigolo, it's time for me to screw you. In the ass, of course. Turn over for your Mistress,. Randy entered and dumped Cassie's body on the floor right at Brian's feet. Her dress had come up and the other guys were staring intently at the tiny white bikini panties she wore."Wake her up," Randy ordered. "I ain't done with her yet."At first sight, Brain had been afraid she was dead. There was blood down both arms, skin off at both knees and her face clearly showed swelling and a cut beside her lip. She looked like the corpse of someone who'd been beaten to death.Brian patted her cheek and.