"I want to see your ass." Wonder Woman obediently turned so he could gaze upon her rear. She felt his hands rubbing over her buttocks and move lower t... the juncture of her legs. She took her hands off her hips and bent forward, placing her hands on her knees, to allow him easier access to her womanhood."Take off your shorts so they no longer stand in the way of my friend's hands on your ass or fingers on or in your pussy," her lover ordered. Diana straightened up, slid the shorts down to her. "I will." I walk out of the building to my car. "She is naive," he says, smiling. I don't comment on it. "Why do you need to go see her anyways? Do you really not believe that I am real?" "I don't know..." I say quietly. "Baby, I am as real as you are real. You feel my touch, you see me, and you can hear me. Is that not real enough?" he asks, holding my hand. "No, because I am the only one who sees you, who can feel your touch, and who can hear you." "How can I prove to you that I am real?" "I. We have a situation here." Roadrunner? Please confirm. We do not have you on radar. Repeat: you do NOT show on radar." Coyote Base, I can assure you we're really here -- but not for long. I've lost avionics. We'll require assistance in coming down." Roadrunner, you have disappeared from radar. We cannot assist with no means to track you." Coyote Base, you'll have to do something. We're coming down fast. And... and... dammit, I've got a monster headache from all this light! Request a medical. The bar was noisy with everyone chattering, booze flowed and sex was in the air, it was all happening and our pussies were ready for the perceived onslaught, or so we had dreamt only six hours ago, as we got ready in our cabin, standing in our skimpy poor excuses for knickers, barely covering our hairless beavers, drinking freely and talking cock, whilst admiring our nubile bodies.Lucy had a great body, long legged and tight bum. She had won the 'Rear of the year' in school this year, and in.