When inthe family room, Ginger told me to sit on the sofa. I stood by the sofaand looked confused (how do you sit when wearing a 4 foot wide skirt).Gi...ger gave me lessons on sitting and standing until I was seated to hersatisfaction. "Spread the skirt wide, pull the back underneath you, andsit." I filled most of the sofa and the skirt needed to be held down infront of me.As Ginger and I waited in the family room, I could hear the other threegoing in and out of the house a few times and up and. I fantasized about our bodies combined in all manner of sexual couplings until I emptied myself into the bunched up panties with great, throbbing liquid bursts. The next morning I discovered the panties encrusted with come and I was mortified. I quickly washed them in warm soapy water to remove any stains I might have left. After that, I recoiled, stuffing them in the back of my drawer again, not willing to acknowledge that I had descended more deeply into the realm of my obsession. My. Kostya stepped back at the violence in the man. “Do you know what the bitch did? Do you?” he shrieked as he thumped his desk. His face was almost puce in his agitation.“I received a message just an hour ago,” Leonid spat. “My agents are still on the moon. They had been kept in solitary confinement for the last five weeks, without us being told. Apparently, they refused to give up their weapons and were held for conspiracy to violate the bloody charter.”Kostya winced as Leonid slammed his huge. It was almost anticlimactic as I slipped in the last little bit and our hips ground together. All through the exercise, Liz looked at where we joined in awe, I think because it was happening with pleasure instead of the pain she remembered. I told Liz that I was too needy to last long this first time. She replied that it was feeling pretty good to her already.I lasted longer than I thought I would, thanks to the sensation deadening rubber, so Liz was close when I unloaded. I kept stroking after.