”“Rubbish David,” Mary said, moving closer, “you need to be firm with her, girls like their men to take charge, don’t let her put you off, s...he might pretend she doesn’t want it but once she gets your cock up her pussy l bet she’ll turn into a wild cat….Jesus..if she won’t do it, come to me, l’ll do it for her.”Mary saw the expression change on his face.“Is that it?” She said, “is she too young….you fancy an older woman…well we can soon sort that out.”Before David could stop her she leapt across. The magically endowed bra had been packed with the rest of the Wonder Woman costume, working its magic upon the other pieces of the outfit. Dave would be in for a shock once every part of the costume was on. He felt no need to test fit his costume before departing for the convention, since most of it had already been worn in the past. The costume was merely packed away with the rest of Dave's clothes in his luggage, the long black wig being the most carefully packed item.Dave arrived in San. We both met at a college orientation in a January and became good friends, despite many differences, as I am a staunch conservative type who voted for Bush (this was in January of 2005 when we met) and her a bleeding heart hippie liberal. We were students at Temple U, and I lived at home and she was moving into a dorm. As this was January, the orientation sessions were a lot less crowded than a standard one (we'd started at different schools in August of 04 but we had transferred to Temple. And from the way she was moving and screaming, they might even guess she was in labor. I decided three quarts was enough for the poor girl, and took the hose out of the milk. If she noticed I stopped pumping, she didn?t care to show it. Her body was still trembling, she was still screaming from behind her gag, and she continued to shake her hips. Hers was a tremendous battle to contain the near-gallon of milk inside of her ass, and preserve what little modesty remained her. .