I knew Bill didn't like him all that much but I had no such problems with Brad. I knew he was single, with an ex-wife who he never spoke of and no chi...dren of his own. He was friendly, always ready to lend me a hand and always complimented me on my appearance, the way I threw a party, just very observant. Bill did confront me after one particular party where Brad spent the entire evening standing next to me. I was surprised at Bill's attitude and when he suggested Brad was after something that. She decides that whatever she does must be done nude and begins to strip her clothes. She strips down to her tong panties ? a see-through G String that barley covers her cunt. And, she feels that the back string has become imbedded between her ass cheeks. Other than that, she is only wearing her stilettos. She looks in the mirror. She loves what she sees. A sexy lady clad only in a G string and stilettos. Her nipples are aroused. Standing straight up and out waiting for some attention. And, she. Even with ateam of others like me, we were quickly nullified. Except for myself andPhoenix, the others were dead, killed almost instantly by this madman,who calls himself Powerkeg. Phoenix, himself, lies comatose alongsidethe other casualties. (His power is simply that he cannot be killed.) IfI were to try to describe Powerkeg's power in a way you couldcomprehend, I'd say he were as strong as a 10 gigaton nuclear warhead,assuming he unleashed it all at once. As it is, his power to. He snapped the string straps of her silk dress. “Mmm… no bra either. I’ve been mesmerised by these beauties all night long, watching you dance,” he grinned, before taking her magnificent breasts in his hands and gently sucking on her beautiful pale pink nipples. He tugged on them with his teeth, shrivelling them into a dark pink delight.His fingertips danced down her body, before pressing hard against the material of her pretty little panties, and teased along the lacy edge. He sharply inhaled.