Cindy told her she has masks and it would be even better if we all wore them. Plus we should take pictures just-in-case. With that settled they opened... another box, it was full of fully fashioned nylons and sexy little garter-belts. The last box contained bras that were made of the same material as the panties.Mom said we should do a shoot of all of them wearing the gear for the first issue which looks like a sure thing now that Cindy had her plan. Cindy had another surprise when she opened her. The Architect looked at it, fascinated. As she got on all fours and crawled to him, her mind ran every simulation. Physics, shape, size, impact, shear and tensile strengths. She saw her flesh burst open, her every hole pierced, every wall inside her pushing back vainly against the unmatched force of his nature. She saw the dam of her cunt’s lips give way, felled into a gaping flood of her wet and his cum. She saw her body and her mind consumed, quiet at last.She climbed along his knees, with. "Nah, I know. This'll be fun. My God, should we get psychedelics or something?" Naw, yo," I said emphatically. "Fuck that. I have a feeling it's going to be bizarre as hell anyway, without acid and shit. I mean- hey, do you really have clothes that'll fit me?"She nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I have old skirts I don't wear and stuff- you don't have to look good, you know, you just kinda have to wear a dress or a skirt and some make-up. I don't think anybody's expecting you to be mistakable for a. .. ?" Gabriella said then stopped herself. She was learning."Come here," I said. I patted my upper chest. "I want to see your pussy."Gabriella merrily moved over. I pulled her closer so her pussy was over my mouth and then I began to lick her."Oh, yes!" she happily reacted.As my face was buried in Gabriella, I felt Abigail slide off me then Emily began to lick and suck my cock to restore it to full power. Gabriella squirmed so much that I had to hold her still.I paused and groaned out when.