Naturally the girliness of this object started to get my hard, butbecause the bag was so small, my cock could do nothing more than strainagainst the s...oft, feminine material, turning any feelings of pleasureinto pain and sexual frustration. Next, she rolled a pair of white stockings with small pink bows at thetops up my leg. Then I felt a bra being pulled on. This was no ordinarybra however, I could feel that it was obviously at least two sizes toosmall, and I could feel tiny feathers inside,. The longing. The need. I’m just a woman. A good woman yes, but there is only so much temptation I can bear. You know better than most that I can’t handle being someone’s fling or conquest. I don’t want to ruin what could be a solid friendship and I’m not interested in being just another piece of ass so think carefully before we do something that will leave me nursing hurt feelings.’ The ride back to the hotel was quiet. I rested my head on his chest. He messaged my neck. It was a sweet and. He was allowed less than ninety minutes of sleep per night. He had to endure weight training, starvation, perfecting his French, learning Arabic, target practice using multiple close & long range guns, memorization techniques, fighting, and first-aid. The corn-fed Nebraska Brauns wanted to kick ass and often times they did.He settled into the routine a bit more in week number two. He was holding his own much better against the behemoth thugs coming after him.At the four month mark, he was where. “I won’t often give it, but this one night, I’ll allow you to pleasure yourself. I want you to acknowledge that it is only because I’ve given you my permission, that you may do this.”Susan answered, “I understand, and I do thank you for allowing me to do this,” she said.“I will leave you to your business,” he said then added, “Goodnight.” and he hung up. Susan stopped the video and removed it from the dvd player. She shut off the television, and the lights in her living room, carrying the dvd.