“It seems Brad was sliding his cock through the hole toward me. Oh my god, honey, it was huge! I mean I know I’ve always told you yours was fine b...t damn, his cock is enormous!”I actually sobbed at this statement. She heard me, I know she did but all she did was smile and continue her story without ever looking at me. Her eyes were only for Brad at this point.“Anyway, Brad told me I didn’t have to do anything if I didn’t want to but if I was so inclined I could just touch him. Well, I didn’t. Tyler, who was not fat by any means, but has a little extra weight, little belly, slightly hairy, never cared and thought he was hot too, and honestly I thought he was fucking hot, so we normally just didn’t wear a lot around the house. He has a super cute face, nerdy glasses, awesome smile. Tyler is a total punk boy. He’s 20 as well. Big, huge baggy jeans, wifebeaters almost constantly when he is out with me. Skater shoes. I am 5”6’, he is 5”4’, about 155lbs, dark short hair. I am a. But it's getting late. I'm afraid you've already walked your last step."She points a small device upwards. From the dark corners of the ceiling I see the glint of four metallic arms descending. As the agents guide them near the floor, I can see that each terminates in a long spring and a snap hook. I am flipped one more time on to my crossed arms as the hooks are attached to the ankles and shoulders of my straitsuit."One more inch for the shoulders should do it."Again the arms retract. As they. My sister, on the other hand, owned a lot of dresses that were much more daring, including a few that my mom didn't approve of.Before long, I had everything I needed all laid out on my bed, quickly stripping down naked and locking my door for safety. First, I slipped on a pair of silk pink panties, then I rolled the pantyhose over my hand, the same way I had seen my sister and mom do when they were getting ready in the morning.The soft nylon fabric stretched over my toes and up my legs causing.