"Umm... black, right?" he responded."Correct, you learn fast, I'll make a woman out of you in no time," Iteased.With that, Erica slipped on the black ...ilk bra and matching panties Ihad waiting for her. Shiny nude ultra sheer pantyhose came next.After she had pulled on the blouse and wiggled into the skirt, I wentto work giving her the most convincing make-up job yet. Foundation,powder, rouge, eyeliner, mascara, eyeshadow, and two layers of lipstickand gloss. It took over an hour to do it. He necks and snogs and canoodles and pecks me all the more faster and delightfully and enjoyably, beating and knocking seven bells of bliss and delectation out of my pussy below with his lengthy, hulking, spectacular, and strenuous fingers—and as he does and accomplishes all this, he is inclining and tilting and slanting himself over me in the passenger's seat, bright-eyed and bush-tailed.Stian; the passion and endearment of my life; the guy and chap and dude of my dreams; I love him so very. They were thick, fortified. Despite his incarceration, Walker retained his military mind, seeing things through the eyes of a soldier. He imagined that if a UNN strike force made it this far, getting through these heavy doors would be nigh impossible, at least without carting down equipment that would be extremely difficult to transport through these tunnels.They stepped through the opening, the doors quickly closing behind them, and Walker’s mouth hung agape at the sight that lay before. Only when he coughed did I turn, in time to see him disappear down the stairs to the toilet.I looked around and it was just a white out, and as if the silence could render the sound of falling snowflakes, the sound of the cubical door closing in the toilet, was more welcome and I wasted no time in following him down into the piss smelling toilet.I dropped onto my knees and looked under each cubical in turn until I saw his feet, then went into an adjacent cubical, and coughed, to let him know I.