We were justsaying how you passed so well. I would have never known."Frankie slipped on a little blue push-up bra. He adjusted the padding andimpulsiv...ly almost took all of it out. Everything he tried on was tootight. It was almost as if stopping all the pills was having the oppositeeffect of making him grow fuller and larger.Carlos watched as Frankie adjusted his cleavage in the tight bra. Then, Carlos helped zip him up into the pretty little dress. The scoopneck clung to his bodice and showed. She literally would say whatever she wanted, and didn't give a shit about anyone or anything. One thing you could tell about her was her being unafraid to be honest.And here I was, looking at Sharise, stretched out naked on my couch, her petite thighs spread, her legs wide open, and my face within inches of her pubic hair. God I could almost taste that little teenage pussy. I could imagine how sexy she would be, how much I could go at it, and I fantasized about what it would feel like when I. Suddenly I felt two hands on my shoulders followed by a hairy torso rubbing against my back. The hands slid down my sides, gripped and massaged my butt cheeks, stroked my hard dick and moved up, and started tweaking my nipples. I felt a hard cock rubbing up and down my crack. My body shivered with delight as the hard cock rubbed my taint and touched my ballsack. Mustafa kept his vice-like grip on my head and continued to face fuck me in a rapid and steady rhythm, so I could not see who it. There were only the two lakes: Magrit (meaning small lake) where the border post had been established; and Monrit (large lake) where the fishing town of Monritsea combined sea fishing and fresh water fish farming into a lucrative trade southThe border post was really meant to provide early warning of incursions from the northern tribes, but 30 years of peace made it more of an out-of-the-way posting to ‘the sticks’ than a garrison on a war footing. I was taken to see the Captain of the Garrison.