I was depressed and fuming. What gave Courtney the right?! How could she do this to me? This was the last straw. I wasn’t sure what to do but sh... could bet it wouldn’t be pretty. I sent Jimmy a text message asking to come over. I told him I needed blow but I really just needed to release all this anger and tension and he always had a way of helping me with that. It was around four-thirty in the morning when I arrived at Jimmy’s. He was watching television by himself in the living room. . "Here, try this on," she said, as if I had a choice. I wasn't really in the mood to dress up for her today, but I knew from experience not to ever question the clothes she picked out for me to wear. "You might as well leave your jeans on," she told me. "They'll be easier to clean than the chair after the puddle of precum you always make." I felt my cheeks change colour, almost matching the bikini top.When she said I could leave my jeans on, what she meant was that I could take them off while. "'Ello, 'ello, 'ello, what's all this, then?" boomed the voice of the Sergeant of the Guard as the store room door burst open.Gilli and Sir Cuthbert froze in horror, Sir Cuthbert's hand still nestled in Gilli's warm, wet groove (and she had been so close!)The Sergeant hauled Gilli to her feet, and handed her off to his corporal standing just outside the door.Standing to attention, and adopting a more respectful tone, he continued: "I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to come with me, sir." Sir. Austin felt his cock twitch and grow harder and he reached out to pull her to him but she stood before he could wrap his arms around her. She still straddled his legs and, standing, put him at eye level with her lace-covered treasure."I decided that the best way to cool down," she shrugged the dress off, "is a dip in the lake." She tossed her dress at him and it tangled over his head and shoulders. By the time he pulled it off, she had her back to him and she was pulling off her bra, which.