''''shhh its ok here i bought these its made for lil cage boy ''a clear lacy manties panty in her hand i look her happily slide my legs in and pull it...up i placeright in front . in a pouch made for it , i rest in my cage and plugged looking at my gf in disbeliefshe had me girly looking and it made her happy knowing i was a useless plugged up bf who follow her without a complainwe went at the pub and when inside , she turn on my buzzing plugi felt weak and shy like i never was sit at the table. Still garnished with the medals he had been awarded during an obvious long career based on the number of stripes on his sleeves. She had found a large button front short and she put on coming down to her knees that will have to do she thought. Emerging from his room she found him waiting that the table where a modest but hot dinner awaited by candle light. He stood and a simple WOW escaped his lips as she came into view. Pulling out her chair she sat down. They shared casual conversation. He suggested that instead of going out, we should stay in and eat dinner and watch a movie. I told him that it would be perfect and that he could go to my place before I got off work so he could get dinner ready. He said that he would love to and that he would see me later. When I pulled up and got out of my car, the first thing I noticed was that I was already drenched from the humidity, even though it was 10 o’clock at night. A nice long shower would be lovely after a day like today. Second. Theatrical displays of smoothing creases out and adjusting seems gave her ample opportunity to have her legs high in the air and wide apart. She was acting the slut again and almost purring. Smoothing her legs was thrilling and electric, her pussy a fiery mass dripping into the chair as one hand stroked her stocking clad leg the other the other pushed into her soaking slit, gently flicking up and down. She looked up, the postman was stopped dead in his tracks eyes glued to her, smiling. She.