I took off my vest and skirt then she said, "How about your panties? Aren't you going to take them off too? You are one of the prettiest girls here an... think that you should show off that gorgeous figure of yours."I hesitated for a moment then took them off, but I kept on my high heel shoes. The attendant neatly folded everything then attached a sticker and wrote the number down on the back of my hand. Michael took off his shirt, shorts and shoes, but left on his dark blue briefs.We walked back. Turning back to the door, McAllister quickly restored the stick to its position on his blouse. He slipped his saber through the gap on the right edge of the cut. With the tips of the fingers on his left hand, he worked the block backwards, until he could pull the block, six inches thick, from the door.After quietly setting the nearly twenty-pound block of wood on the floor, McAllister turned to see Aditya with his arm through the door, grimacing. "Just a little..." the smaller man grunted, and. I slide her pants down until they are just above her knees, I play with my prize, a golden haired honey pot, my first vagina. IT is warm and slick. MY fingers slide in and out easily. I memorize it's design, clitoris, vulva, labias, everything as wonderful as imagined. I utilize my other hand to undo my own ants, sliding them down as well, releasing my penis as well as every primitive urge gathered in adolescence. I begin brutishly thrusting it against her, like a horny dog aiming for anything. "It would serve her future interests." I'm sure she smiled a wicked smile at that point. "It would also serve your current interests."I am told that his upper chest flushed, and that the color crept up his neck and onto his face. I am also told that a bead of clear fluid suddenly appeared, oozing from the slit in the tip of his prong, and threatened to extend into a drip."I would be happy to supervise," purred Penelope. "If that would ease your conscience."There was more, but I'll skip to the.