I count to ten, taking some deep breaths, trying to listen to my instincts. Then, I open my car door and start walking the dark road, looking for help... I feel a strong push to do this. And my feet pick the direction. It doesn't take long for the pouring rain to soak my clothes. I wear them like a second skin and there is no possibility of hiding my feminine body from passersby. Much as I try to pull my top away from my breasts, it sticks to me like glue. I may as well be walking naked down the. We were informed to remove our shoes at the door( which I loved walking in my bare-hosed feet) we got a drink and went to a open couch. there was only one other female in the room ( other than my wife) and about 8 guys. two were on stage playing. After about 30 minutes lexi arrived and came right over to us on the couch. He removed all of his clothes and took off my shorts and shirt as my wife watched. he then grabbed my ass and squezzed it as he pushed his hard 7 inch cock against mine and. I was not real happy with that, since I had gotten used to having one.Oops! Now, the second problem came up. Helen was ready to resume the bounty hunting adventure with me. She had no interest or incentive to stay home, and plenty of incentive to go with me. Dammit, I was hooked! I had just been complaining about not having a partner, so how could I refuse to take Helen as my partner? Well, the partnership did have its compensations. Helen was a damned good shot with steady nerves, so my only. She to his amazement stood passively allowing him this privilege without emotion. He looked amazed, astounded even, it was obviously not what he had expected. He muttered that “she has no balls, no prick, however, do you pee?” It was all too much he looked questioningly deep into her smiling eye`s, she was enjoying his amazed looks and the touch of his enquiring hands. “ Enough Monty, stand up and kiss me before I go, I shall return tomorrow in the morning, and I will explain a little more when.