.but if you stay tommorrow night..we can” “okay…I’ll se you later”I watched her ass walk down the hall, her grey skirt clinging to her hips,... her bra straps visible through the back of her blouse.The next day while I was back in the supply room, Stephanie walked in.“We’re still on for tonite are’nt we..?” “of course..I would’nt give up a drink with you..”She started blushing a little, her cheeks becoming red, she looked better today than the day before. She was wearing, black skirt, slit up the. "Could you please, just once? Please?" he would ask."Could you please knock it off?" I would reply. But ask and ask againhe did. He kept asking. And asking and asking. I was getting at mywit's end.After, hmm, I'd say about three months of his nagging, but it mighthave been four and, yes, it was in fact nagging (don't tell me that mencan't nag too), I finally flared: "Why do you want me to do this?" Myvoice was loud. My exasperation was plain. My contempt was visible."It'll make me feel good.. It hadn’t gone anywhere and I did share the experience with Kt but it wasn’t the same without her there. Anyway, the other gent was enjoying the show and then Kt invited him in closer and he moved to just outside the shelter entrance on the ocean side. This wasn’t good enough for Kt so she got him to come around the other open side closer to her and as he lay down she began stroking his cock. Alan and I were still masturbating each other with this beautiful scene in front of us for additional. Minx put on the half-face peach-sequin Mardi Gras mask. When he heard the knock at the door, he grabbed Ramsey’s mask and the digicam. He opened up.“Hey there,” Ramsey beamed ear-to-ear.“Hi,” smiled Minx.“Got damn! You look hot,” he remarked pulling the sissy close to him. “Aiight. Gimme da mask. I’ma go to my car and put it on and come back up with my duffel bag. I want you recordin’ when you open the door back. Make sure you turn in on as soon as the door closes cause I want to hear da knock.