“And a good, hard fuck,” she said. “Hurry baby.”In the bathroom I stripped and checked my outfit for our hot date. It consisted of gorgeous pi...k satin underwear; a frilly pink suspender belt; little pink ballet shoes made of velvet; and a wonderful shimmery pink satin dress, with ruffs for sleeves and lace edging, complete with a white apron. She’d bought me a long, curly blonde wig which already had red bows in it, and left me some modest make-up to ensure my cheeks and lips were pink. Once I. There is definitely no fat on that girl at all. Her biggest concern is her boobs and like every other girl she thinks they are inadequate. She's a 32B, which on her frame is huge. They fit her perfectly; besides... anything more than a handful in my opinion is a waste. Her tummy is flat and her ass is something that drives me wild... nice and firm yet so perfectly shaped. She screams sexuality and innocence, or at least her looks do. It's just so damned cute.We haven't hooked up because we. "I can't get us free of this," I grumbled. "but I can get you two free." No," Kei snarled. "We're supposed to protect you." Not yet, not now," I hesitated, not wanting to say what first came to mind. "Maybe someday, but not now. Today, it is still up to me to protect you."Neither spoke, and after a long moment, I nodded towards the west. "You'll feel it when it happens, and when it does, run west and don't stop running until you hit the Tatterik, you hear?"Both of them gave me their wildest. MWO Balfour marched the teen out of the office, shutting the door behind them. Through the closed door, the occupants could hear an excited "Yes!" of triumph.The general turned to Cynthia. "You, young lady, are in far more serious trouble. You had control of that aircraft, you could have turned back at any time. You didn't. You were the one convincing Sergeant Dunlop to go along with you."However," the General sighed, "you demonstrated superb flying skills. That was one of the best landings.