The pile grows as the closet is emptied. After all the clothes, her sensible, boring shoes are tossed into another pile. The closet is empty.Through...ut the half hour it takes her to do this, she keeps looking towards her phone to see if Donald is calling or texting her. But there is nothing, which does bring new tears to her eyes. She shakes her head at tells herself to be sensible, it is only a little over an hour since she left him.Next are her dresser drawers. Out go all of her panties. Then I told her I will do it in my home, but she was not taking no for an answer.So, I stripped my pants and was in my jockey. She was fuming the moment she saw my jockey. She stripped my jockey and crushed my balls. I hissed in response. There was a kinky pleasure in all these and I was enjoying it inside.My cousin sister held me by my mouth and told me not to shout. She warned me by saying that she will tell everyone outside that I tried to force her. She squeezed my cock and said, “Don’t you. I dry my skin and walk a bit from you, deep in thought. I look into the sunset, wondering what you're thinking. I feel your hand around my waist and turn my head to smile at you. I wrap my arm around your shoulders and pull you ever so slightly into me. My skin is dry, but I notice you haven't dried yours yet, so you leave a damp spot on my side. I get a better grip of my towel and walk to behind you. I envelop your torso in the cloth, leaning my head to rest on your shoulder. I pull on the. I stood there naked, holding my dress in my hand and waiting for someone to tell me what to do.Tommy took the dress from my hand and said, "Go over there and let him look at you."The guy was still paying more attention to his telephone conversation than he was to me. He glanced in my direction and looked me over almost as if he resented the interruption to his busy day.It was embarrassing to be standing there naked and put on display that way. I was more than embarrassed, though. I was a bit.