" So what does that mean?" Dorothy asked."It means that I have sex for pleasure, not for love." That's typical," Dorothy sighed, shrugging. "But then,...I do, too." Then you've come to the right place," the Tin Man grinned. "Take a look at this!"He opened the small door in his groin, and out slid a shiny tube, studded with rivets.Dorothy stared. "How come that's not rusty?" Stainless steel," the Tin Man grinned. "I knew what parts were most important to keep in operation!" He stepped toward. The way my shirt hung over the pantyhose looked like a miniskirt. I hadnever seen my shirt in that way but I twirled in front of the mirror. Iliked the look.I realised I was becoming distracted and rushed to slip my trousers onover my pantyhose. Usually I would get slightly caught up in my legs asI slipped my trousers on but with the pantyhose on my trousers slid oneasily."Sure you don't want to wear a skirt to show me off at work?" Thepantyhose teased, turning my trousers into a miniskirt. What do you want?" You." Me? Oh-my-gosh, not again! Please leave me alone." A quick fuck and I'll be gone." Please, you're in the house of the Lord. Please don't use that language."Smirking, Jack said, "Just let me stick my cock in your hot juicy cunt and I'll be on my way." I will never cheat on my husband again. I sinned and have been asking God's forgiveness. Now please go." She crossed her arms across her chest and stood tall, shoulders back.Grabbing Marge's arm, Jack spun her around and. I tried to contain myself, but it was a loosing battle. For most of that long night, I was snuggled in the very strong arms of my savior, only being carried in the even taller and bulkier Private Ustinov's arms for a short time before being reclaimed by the Sergeant. He, Ustinov (and I only found out his name much, much later), kind of reminded me of Dolph Lundgren in Rocky, but with red hair, not blonde.I was drowsing on the ground in a depression somewhere north of Marjah when I heard the.