"I have a question, would it be easier to have Franz wait back on Mongolia? After all..."The look of confusion reappeared on Captain Johnston's face. ... giggled. "I'll have to check, but I see where you are going. I believe we can do something along the lines you are thinking. So, will Pete stay behind?"Captain Werfel shook her head. "No, just check for now, and we can handle the transfer a bit later. I want him to meet someone back on Mongolia."I nodded and activated the transporter. The pad. Next is my white string bikini panties fallowed by the white thigh high stockings. My PVC French maid dress is next. I tie on the white plastic apron in the front and move on to the next items. I slip in to my high heels and then buckle my ankle cuffs on. The short 1 foot chain is padlocked to the ankle cuffs connecting them together and makes walking difficult; the implications of what that means makes my dick start to get hard. Next I put on my collar, penis gag, blind fold, and. When she’d gotten home Lannie had been in the shower.Since then, however, Susan had not been able to shakethe image of Lannie as a sexually desirable woman.Lannie, knowing nothing of the torment wracking hermother, continued to act and dress as she always had.That meant wearing little more than her underwearsometimes, or even walking naked from the shower to herroom, or out to the kitchen to get a snack.And despite the coldly, logical knowledge that it wasnot right, the sexual hunger. I had innumerable erctions over the course of the day. Now following LeTosha's lead I slipped down her panties she positioned myself between her thighs. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a heart. It bristled nicely against my cheek as I plunged my face into cunt with tongue, lips, teeth, and fingers all working in unison. 'Oh, shit," I heard LeTosha cry out softly. We had to be careful how loud we were because we were not too far from the others, periodically glancing up to keep an eye.