" I stood and followed her through to the spare room where she opened two wardrobes. One was full of dresses, skirts and blouses and the other had a ...ew uniforms. I saw a WRAF uniform, a WRAC uniform, dungarees and a WRNS uniform. There was even an authentic nurses uniform complete with apron and head-wear. "Wow!" I exclaimed, "You are really serious about this stuff!" Grinning, she pulled open a drawer. It was full of forties style underwear and in another, nylons and ankle socks. Shoes. .Or…perhaps…allow me to help you?”An awkward silence followed with the hunter remaining static as if he hadn’t even heard the young scouts’ words. The pause allowed Lacrimas mind to run riot with images of her touching this pale, muscular limb. Her skin tingled as her mind tried to recreate what this warriors body would feel like to her delicate touch and this sent an intense flood of emotions through the young half-elf forcing her to draw on her inner strength in a desperate attempt to not. I buck my hips, murmuring for more of this and any other touch. He heeds my call and thrusts his middle and index finger deep within me, filling me. My heart pounds, pumping so hard I fear he hears it. My body arches into his skillfull touch. I need, want and crave so much more, I want it harder, faster and deeper, I want his cock instead of his fingers, but he will not sooth this need untill I cum for him. I know this without being told. I am very close to release, I fill it starting. Now he started doing that again and again and giving more and more touch every time. I understood that he is doing that deliberately so I asked him to feel comfortable and come on the bed. He immediately without wasting anytime took off his shoes and came on the bed, now he was sitting facing towards me. I also changed my position and was lying straight on my back and my rock hard cock was making huge tent in my pajama. He was staring at my dick under my pajama. I teased his nipples and he just.