"I'm having some wine. Would you like some?" I asked Russ. "I guess we have time for quickie or a drink two," he grinned. I shook my head and scolde... him "Naughty boy! I guess I have to watch what I say around you." As I poured the wine, I felt liked a young school girl on a first date. I could feel my body quiver as he undressed me with his lustful blue eyes. I wondered if he could faintly see my string bikini panties and somewhat sheer bra underneath my light summer dress. Was this to be. "Oh, no, if I pull my tube top off, you guys have to get rid of the shorts and briefs. Or no boobs."So, Don pulled down his shorts and dropped his briefs to the floor and stood there with his dick sticking up in the air."You the only one that want's to see my boobs? Maybe we'll go in the other room."At that, Brian and I got up and were quickly out of our shorts and briefs as we each stood there with our sixteen-year old cocks hard as could be waiting for Jenn."Well, look at you three. Very. She gently revolved herself for him, allowing his eager eyes to drink in her body in a way even her users did not take the time to enjoy. Most, she knew just wanted to use her skin as a target for the hate they had for perhaps the wife at home, or perhaps the mistress of whom they didn’t dare harm, fearing the lady would leave, which the now bound body before them had no chance of doing. Ricky began to slide his rough hands over the alabaster skin of his mother, for a large lad he had a tender. It felt like standing tall as hands tried to drag him down. It felt like boundless confidence.Did he lack this? He was one of the most competent students in school, an excellent organizer, a gifted student, a—a failure.His organized protests meant nothing; his studies would go nowhere as his corporate sponsors determined his future.No, he had little confidence. That was why using his skills to defeat monsters felt so good.How did Rayner intimidate anyone with such insecurities? Did his.