Sod it. It was me against the world, armed only with a dildo and deep, slutty deviance.The stream was so loud I knew it would be harder to hear anyone...coming, but It didn’t put me off. I undid my trousers, then removed my t-shirt and hoodie. I sat there naked, looking into the bag. My body cried out for the white stockings first. A surge of pleasure came over me as they moved up my legs, and my cock stiffened. Then my little black G-string, which nestled so nicely in my ass and drew tight. Melissa crept behind and hugged her Daddy tightly. He felt the softness of her breasts pressing and closed his eyes envisioning those gorgeous nipples he'd ogled earlier."Mmm. Love you so much Daddy." Her fingers grasped Eric's biceps, torso and tummy. "You feel really good, have you been working out or something?" Well...mostly swimming laps and such..." He shivered as her fingernails traced across his neck and kissed him there."We had a freaking two hour delay in Atlanta and I feel yucky.. He purred. I placed my other hand in the small of his back, stroking the velvet soft fur and brought him down on top of me. The barriers around my mind flew open and there he was. I almost didn't notice his hands stroking my skin, peeling away my thin shirt to expose my newly scarred chest, working under the folds of my kilt.And all I could do was stare at his mind. It wasn't staring, because you don't do it with your eyes, it was like feeling with a sense other than touch. Zai was ... shy,. "Shit!" He rushed into the bathroom and colored a white towel insmeared eye-shadow, lipstick and blush. It took several wipes to getthe eye make-up off and a bit more effort to get the eyeliner too.The front door opened with the backup key normally hidden in a crack inthe hallway plaster outside. His friends poured into Scott's onebedroom palace. A kitchen counter covered one wall. A bed and dressercrowded another, while a mirrored sliding door walled in a shallowcloset. The front door.