I had a mission and I dug a bit more each time, push following push and groping breasts were soon suckled intently as that angel sat astride my lap! H...e, or should I say she? Thinking of this angel as anything but feminine seemed strange to me.I got to suck on those pink budding orbs as he sat on my lap in those pink panties I had bought in that lingerie shop for my “girlfriend or wife”! He had readily taken them from me as a gift from his friend, boyfriend was still too far a push for this. "Mike was beaming. "Why don't you wear them tonight?" Well..." Jen normally wore pantyhose. It's not that she disliked garters and stockings, they were just harder to manage."Come on, you'll look great in them." Well, okay," Jen agreed, somewhat reluctantly. At least he wasn't asking her to go braless.On the drive over, and during the wedding ceremony, Mike couldn't keep his hands off Jen's legs, running his fingers over the garter straps. Jen was enjoying all the attention she was getting from. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the men of the tribe forming a line to the left of the Chief. Jamir’s soothing voice whispered in my ear, “Don’t be afraid. And don’t move.”The first man had already taken his place behind me. He lifted his loincloth as he crouched. When he ran his cock between my legs and along the wet furrow of my exposed sex, I whimpered. He was erect and as excited about the moment as I was.The Chief lifted his loincloth. His cock was fully erect. Jamir instructed me. The drive back to the ranch took only twenty-five minutes. She parked the car down the lane and decided to walk the remaining hundred yards. Cathy felt guilty for sneaking around on her mother and Carmine, but somehow, for some reason, something inside her drove her on.She started toward the house but was distracted by the neighing of a horse. The sound had come from the barn. Cathy found herself drawn to the structure by perverse curiosity. She heard a different noise now as she approached the.