Again my face went beet red because he was right and I did feel like a filthy fuck hole with my dripping cunt and my tremors of excitement ripping thr...ugh my body. ?Well all in good time dude but first we have to dress it appropriately as our party hole for the night?, replied another one of the men. With that they literally ripped my clothing off my body leaving me standing there stark naked. One of them roughly started to bite on my large nipples while squeezing my huge tits very hard. . I had a dream last night about Nicole again. Small wonder, as the glorious view I was able to sneak is burned into my brain. I still can't believe I was able to see that! I count myself insanely lucky and can now die a happy man.But, about the dream, I was at the theater, working at the box office, and every ticket was soft. Soft and warm. In my dream I knew I should rip the tickets ... but I just couldn't. They felt so nice, like the best thing I had ever felt. So I would pocket the tickets. Even his old gray sweats had changed into nice light red - pink - sweats and they were a lot more clingy and tight. He pulled on a pair of panties, then his running shorts. As Donna pulled out her top, she saw something fall from it. She bent over, feeling her exposed breasts swaying and bouncing and retrieved it. With disgust, she realized it was a bra. A jogging bra, to be precise. Holding it like it was a snake; Donna dropped it back in the drawer and pulled her top on.Donna glanced at. I pushed the door closed and exhaled holding still waiting for Larry to start screaming before I sucked in another full breath. When he didn't I closed my eyes and filled my lungs, that was when I realized that hadn't really taken a full breath since I left Catherine's desk.Larry was sitting at his desk typing away, I couldn't tell what he was doing but he certainly didn't seem to notice me. Slowly and quietly I locked Larry's door. My pants were still where I had dropped them. I let out a.