Those were for my gym time I had plenty of other clothes from mymother's wardrobe, luckily, we were the same size.This ought to be good, Wait until th...y get a load of what kind of girl Iam! Then it will certainly hit the fan, and once again I'll be out. Isaid to myself. I was afraid that my roommates would reject me once theyknew the truth.Since I didn't have enough money to live off campus, I had no choice anddecided to wait and see what would happen. I got the directions and akey, and then. Buckles. Snaps. The swish of the whip. The whisper of lingerie falling away from a perfectly willing body. Restraint. Moans of dangerous pleasure. Each carrying its own sweet flavour, a spice rack of decadence. My Devil’s Paintbrushes were ready. It was time for the final act.I had several swarms of nanobots lined up, microscopic divisions of hedonism. One group of bots was to be used to vibrate across her clit, a second set of bots would mold itself into a replica of my cock to fill her pussy,. She looked at me and shook her head.“What the hell is that?”Flora looked at him. “What?”My opaque stocking feet rubbed against her thighs and in-between her legs.“That bike there is a Desmosedici!”I took a bite from my burger. Flora seated herself further back on the bench for my hosed foot to rest on the bench while my foot found her pussy. I felt her spread her pretty legs apart. My big toe was right at her clitoris, and to my surprise she wore crotchless pantyhose. I saw her eyes roll back. I shiver in anticipation. She looks at me with her deep blue eyes with an intensity that I havent seen in her face before. I am so turned on, how long can I last before my balls explode? While one hand continues stroking my balls the other starts to gently pull back my foreskin. I feel the pleasure of her finger over the sensitive pulsing head. I encourage her to take my cock into her mouth by stroking the back of her head, moving it closer. She takes the hint and moves in. I feel her warm.