I rolled thestockings up in a doughnut shape and eased them up my smooth legs andattached them to the garter straps, making sure the seams were straig...tin the back. I put on the bra and placed my fake boobs in the cups andthen headed over to the vanity and sat down. I watched as Misty finishedputting on her lingerie and she was completely in pink and her bra madeher boobs really stand out. She looked hot and I could feel my cockstirring in my panties and she noticed with a smile."There will be. Bitching wasn’t going to get Amelia back, safe and unsoiled. I’ve never minded being naked, but the thought of being unarmed without at least a pistol or throwing knife was downright terrifying.“No guns? Not any? Not even one in my boot? What about a knife then ... and does a rocket launcher count as a gun?” I whimpered. Being without at least one weapon on me at any time would indeed make me utterly naked, and far too helplessly so!“No, no, no boots, no ... and fuck it, yes it does!” Lydia. It does not have to be."Nikki says:Mmmmm moreeeePat says:You thought about itPat says:For all of a millisecondPat says:Pushing me back from you and trying to get on top of mePat says:"Oh no you don’t little lady." I smirked Pat says:Grabbing your shoulders and rolling over depositing you under mePat says:I held myself up with my hands and rested on my kneesNikki says:5Pat says:In case you were wondering my boxers were now becoming a painful hindrancePat says:You grinned at my pained expression. “There you are,” he murmered, a slight threat implied in his tone of voice. “You’ve been ogling me on the gym floor for the last two weeks. I thought maybe you’d like a good look.” Grinning slightly he moved in my direction, that wonderful cock swaying in front of him. When he stopped, it was inches from my face.I’m fairly trembling with fear as he grabbed the base of his cock, rubbed it on my face and asked, “so what do you think, papi? Like that man-smell, do you?” Gently, but firmly he put.