.. she’s ripped. But there is a softness to her spirit. You captured that. It’s almost like...” Annette paused and I saw color rise in her cheek....“What?” I asked.“It’s like your cock,” Annette whispered. “You get so hard I can feel and see the rigidity. Yet when I touch you, you are soft and silky. I can’t wait to feel you inside me.” She stroked my length and I hardened in her hand. “Please don’t ever tell Kendra I compared her to your cock,” she laughed. “But I can see her hardness in your. Ooh, nice and easy! Tights and easy!’ I peeked around, closed my eyes and bit my lip, my hands smoothing my legs and thighs as the man who had fired my boyfriend, had his finger up my arse, through the precious leotard I was wearing for him. Indeed I’ve always worn leotards for men. I like wearing leotards and tights, as much as men like seeing me in them. I now shifted my hips left to right as he frigged me. The friction and the swish my legs made as they touched was divine. Oh my! How tight. If you want me to clear out for awhile, I will. I’m not kidding.’ ‘Look… I don’t want you burying yourself under your desk, I don’t want you sleeping in the garage… all I wanted to do was come in here,’ he paused slightly as he pulled out his rolled-up magazine, ‘and do a bit of reading before we gotta go for our shift, alright?’ ‘Yea, alright.’ ‘Thank you.’ He was tired of the redhead’s antics, they were running him in circles. Reno was just going to have to buck up and wait for him to come. Now, thanks to her fuck-up, Jeffery had been given a glimpse at a jagged crack in her shell.She drew the vampire cape tighter around her as she opened up Stephanie's closet and started to see if anything hanging in there would fit her. Panties were one thing, pants and t-shirts were another. Steph was taller than she was and less buxom and definitely less edgy. After some searching, she found an oversize t-shirt meant as a night gown. Kim hated the cute little sock monkey on the front, but it.