In a brown store bag, she also carried a slinky pair of four inch stiletto mules, more bedroom than boardroom. They were made from real leather, a goo...d quality knock off of a prestigious Italian designer. But her best purchase was the stockings. Imported from France, they were the finest, sheerest, black, fully fashioned nylons with the Cuban heel and a slim seam up the back. They were exquisitely sensual and Casey was certain they would compliment her still very shapely legs. She would. Cara stood there for a moment, wondering why she had thought it necessary to prematurely remove her top. But, they were both looking at her chest and the look in their eyes made her feel bolder. She lifted and grabbed hold to her leg. She almost fell trying to remove her shoe. Gabriel and Adam both moved forward, but she put her hand out—letting them know that she had this. She removed her other shoe in a way that certainly could not be defined as graceful, but did the job without her losing. My heart was bursting out of my chest because it felt so good to explore another man, and to have him make me….feel. Even if it was a slog and a challenge, and a little disgusting...I still felt. It’s been so long since I felt anything that immense.”I nodded, “We took a lot of risks.” I made sure to group us together to avoid shaming her.She agreed with her eyes. “So, so unsafe...what if there’s a baby…”We let the big, big elephant in the room sit in silence. I remembered how it felt. He always wants me to take out his cock and play with it. When the other strangers look at us --he gets excited. I too love that. This always ends up me giving a nice handjob to him and milk his cock. Of late he wants me to punish his cock and play with his cock with needles. He wants me to put needles in his cock skin. I too have started liking for doing this. I use the sewing needle with thread and put it through his cock. Sometimes I keep the thread in it and daily apply some antisceptic..