But where else would you go?’ Drop asked from his place on her shoulder. ‘I d’no. Maybe I could go somewhere really far away.’ ‘How?’ ‘I...have a wish, remember?’ ‘Oh, right.’ A wash had done wonders in a way Phyre hadn’t imagined possible. All the fatigue and other distractions of the past few days had kept her from realizing just how dirty she had let herself become. She and Drop had gone to the river and he had claimed, as soon as she had entered, that the water ran much dirtier where she. ...sound like anything familiar?? They remind me of my favorite pair of my sister's panties. a string bikini, silk with a floral print, they feel almost the same. These panties, along with all of her other ones are certain part of my cross-dressing journey. The GARTER BELT - as aforementioned, so similar to a ladies it is weird there are not more hockey players who CD.The SOCKS - of course the garter belt is there for a reason, and that is to hold up a pair of socks. The fabric is a thick. Not hard, just enough to make it tingle. I could have came so easily while he rimmed me like that, but then he stopped and had me turn over again. It sat up on my elbows and opened my legs slowly so he could kneel between them. His cock throbbed, massive between my legs. I thought about Kyle again and I got horny imagining him sitting off to the side, watching another man about to slide his thick cock inside me."D'you like the way I was eating your ass?" Phil asked me. I nodded. "Open your. This flung him into a frenzy of kisses and deep thrusts, I could feel myself slipping. The sound of my pussy juice squishing to the thrusting of his cock silhouetted our groans and moans. He still hasn’t said a single word, he just continued tormenting my pussy with his overwhelming lust. I lost myself the deeper and harder his cock found itself, but finally he removed his cock and slapped my clit with it, my body curled and shivered violently as I anticipated just a few slaps but he just.