It tore and slid down to my knees. I heard a pair of scissors, then I felt the cold metal on my neck, slowly moving down. Along my collarbone, between...my breasts, around my bellybutton and finally reaching my waist. With a few swift cuts I was then relived of my panties and what was left of my nightgown. Now, I was hanging from the tree bare naked, feeling the bark scratching my back and the cold air on my skin. Again, total silence. For at least ten minutes they let me hang there, not knowing. Looking down at my shoes, my pants seemed almost... baggy. I wassure they fit when I put them on, but I brushed it off as beinguncomfortable in my egg-covered clothes. The egg residue had even seepedthrough the hoodie and my shirt, cause I felt how itchy my chest wasgetting but had to be careful scratching it so I didn't get egg gunk onmy hands."That last house was really great, they had full-size candy bars!" Danasmiled as she held up the candy bar for me to see."Looks like we saved the best. She told she wants to marry me and every day she needs sex with me. Then after that she removed by pant and she was doing the way I did she was licking the side of my jockey underwear.Then she removed my underwear and was stunned by seeing my cock she asked me what is the size I told I don know. At that time she measured with scale it 8.4 inch. She told she cannot take it inside.She started licking the top head of my cock and suddenly started licking the whole cock like lollipop. It was amazing. Could she have forgotten? Did she have a plan or should he take the initiative?Quietly, Darren walked over to where her bikini bottom and top lay on the grass. He picked each garment up and carried them back to the patio and dropped them beside his shirt. His glass was filled with lemonade again. Thanks, Steph, he said quietly raising his glass to her naked frame.Darren turned the stereo on, and soon the strains of some soft rock and roll music began to fill the backyard. He grinned. The next.