..masturbating away as you wallow in a deluge of girlie sensations - the soft friction of you sheer stockinged legs brush aghast each other and pretty...panties around you waist, the tight embrace of a woman’s around your flat chest......immersed in girlie thoughts and girlie emotions.But all the while, there is this fear in the background - a fear of being caught in her stockings and underwear. So whilst you indulge yourself in girlie ecstasy and effeminacy, there is this common discomforting. I've just given military man a blow job that ended with feeling two strong hands pulling me up next to him I felt a full body hug and then he said it was my turn... Rolling over on top of me I felt his hands running through my hair and his lips on my lips, my neck, slowly making his way down to my breasts. I remember feeling his hard cock against my tummy while he was on top of me feeling his way around my body. I opened my eyes and looked up to see him sitting on top of me a knee on each side. It was already evening 7 o clock and it started raining heavily. Unfortunately we were not even having umbrella. We waited for some time but rain didn’t stop. So I decided to go to my flat in rains only. Then Rohan told me that he will drop me in his bike till my flat. So I sat in his bike and started to ride. As it was raining we both got wet. And my partial transparent top became fully transparent and my bra started to be visible. But Rohan was enjoying the scenes he got from the mirror.As we. I was starting to get the picture. We bowed a lot to each other and we waited to catch the island bus that was now back to pretty much normal operating hours now that the storm was over, and it was expected to arrive here next at about 2:30 p.m...The driver was not our friend from the earlier night, but seemed pleasant enough (and accepted my fare) and we enjoyed the brief trip that took just about forty minutes driving slowly and carefully on the icy roads. If I had expected any kind of a.