" Uh – alright."The skirt she picked for me was very pretty, a lilac print on light cotton. It weighed almost nothing, seeming to float when she tos...ed it to me. And when I pulled it on, it was very short. I looked down at myself wide-eyed."When I sit my panties will show." I know."Next she grabbed a light blue tee shirt. It was thin and very stretchy. "No bra!" she insisted. My nipples showed through as two little lumps."Have you any undergarments I can borrow?" Oh? Don't you even have. She is bucking, throwing her head back so hard I thought she might hurt herself, so I push her head down to the bed witch bring her soft ass up giving me a better angle. I start moving faster and faster. Jenny is moaning louder and louder. I felt my balls tingle. I fell my orgasm building so I grip Jenny’s hips and thrust one more hard time and start filling her up this pushes her over the edge and her orgasm rolls over her. We fall back down to the bed, as my now soft dick slips out of her; I. While he lacked Myra’s training, she had to admit his overall field-craft was pretty good. In fact, his natural ability as a scout had earned him the name 'Bolo' among his clan. A term from the now dead and gone world that had once meant Be On the Look Out. His thick brown hair framed his boyish face, and Myra found it difficult these days to stay angry with him even when he did act like a teenager. Even so, she wasn’t ready to let him off of the hook just yet. “You’re lucky I didn’t shoot you. ‘You love your fiancé?’‘Oh God, I do…’ Loved-up mourns her own faithlessness, even as her soon-to-be-married pussy takes it from someone else.‘But you love this too, right?’‘Oh fuck… fuck… Yes!’ This sweet young woman bursts into full orgasm, as she confesses.I don’t know whose ring she’s wearing, nor do I give a shit. His girl is currently creaming my cock. That’s what matters. It’s me and not some other bastard who’s reaming out future bride’s cheating fuckhole, a further tsunami brewing in.