There was a disoriented look in her eyes as she looked back down at him. Her breasts heaved to the rhythm of her breathing. He felt a pang of hunger f...r her thick, jutting nipples, his cock hammering with need in his thoroughly soaked pants, but he didn’t move.He felt an even deeper pang to devour her pouting mouth, to let her taste the tangy essence of her own desire smearing his lips and tongue. But as he watched her face and saw the veil of everything they weren’t about to say hanging. When it reached my floor, I walked out and up to my apartment. I found the door wide open and a strange women standing in the doorway. She was about 5'9” tall, short brown hair, a nice smile and very cute in her looks. She wore leather pants, with studs around the waist. A leather jacket, again with studs on the shoulder and down the front. She wore black lipstick, eye shadow and her skin seemed oddly white-ish. She also had several earrings and nose studs around her head. You might call her. ‘So what are you going to do with me then?’ Max asked the man in front of him. He smiled in response. ‘Me? Nothing,’ he said. Max heard the clank of a boot on the metal mesh decking and knew what was coming. He felt the butt of a gun smash down onto the back of his head and then was embraced by the darkness. Max awoke to the coppery tang of dried blood in his mouth and a headache that would drop a charging rhino. He was vaguely aware that his arms were hand cuffed to something over his head and. Well actually, he neverbrings me to a climax I thought to myself. I wondered what would it belike to be taken by a huge, hard penis. Every girl's dream, I guess.June and I had driven together for the lunch. Each of us said nothing aswe both sat in the car after lunch and reflected on what Darcy had justshared.Finally June offered, "I think I would not have any trouble getting my'Bobbie' into panties. In fact, I hate to say it, but I think heoccasionally wears my clothes!" What! Your clothes?".