.." came her trembling voice."Why are we doing this?"Willow looked to the side, "There are people out there..." No, that is not the answer," Randy cor...ected. "Try again; why are we doing this?"Willow began again, "We need to catch..." No. That is the method, not the why. Let me ask another question, what is courage?"Willow thought she knew this, "When someone is not afraid!" Willow, let me tell you a secret. Every hero is scared, and I mean piss their pants scared. They are all afraid, but what. After a while he pulled out and she tried hard to catch her breath he wiped her tits with the spit and twisted her nipples again pulling her to her feet he riped her skirt and panties away and rubbed her pussy Gina tried to move away but he was to strong soon his hugh fingers were inside her cunt and the feels were so hard to fight she knew it was wrong that she was married and this was **** but still could not get over the burning desirer he was causing laying her back he guided his meat pole. "The highest compliment a person can give a tranny." Charlotte stoppedposing and walked over to the side table and handed William a beer.She took one herself and sat down, smoothing her skirt under her legs."You even move and sound like a girl. Where did you learn to do that?The French maid thing is a bit clich? though isn't it?" William took aseat opposite her and popped the ring-pull off his beer."Robert sometimes likes me dressed this way," Charlotte repliedbluntly."Does he now? I never. The hand seemed to realise this at the same moment and I felt it follow the waistband around from my backside to the front of my thighs. The excitement of this silent, anonymous m*****ation was so intense that I felt my hard-on returning. Still I remained motionless as if fast asleep. The hand gently wandered up the front of my shorts until it found where they stopped, just short of my groin. I buried my mouth in the pillow to stifle any audible changes to my breathing. The long-fingernailed.