" She picked up a small suitcase and headedinto the bathroom. For the next half an hour, I was left, bound to thebed, squirming in my feminine attire.... Struggling against the handcuffsthat held my limbs taught, every movement reminding me of the lingerieand the dress I had been forced into. When my wife returned, she hadchanged. She was dressed in racy red lingerie with black stockings and avery provocative pair of stiletto heels, what they call 'fuck me' shoes.Her make up had also changed. She. ”“Anything on their Adept?” I asked.“No, John. He and his senior staff are protected against scanning from this creature, though if we were to use brute force, we could do it.”“Let’s not, that would leave evidence behind.”“It would indeed, John.”It was almost an hour later that the three Seers confirmed that both the creature and any Orcs that they could safely scan within the base had been drained dry.“We can fool it into thinking it has discovered evidence of us on the American continent near. Her voice sounded far away as I hear her cry out, ‘Oh please! Please V eat me! PLEASE!’ I look directly into her waiting pussy now and God, her pink pussy hole was opening and closing almost like it was a living thing. I use my index finger to push in very slowly about an inch and watched her body react by close your lips around my finger and squeezed it. Each time I push in, I let it stay in a little longer before pulling it out again. Each time I pull my finger out, your pussy hole stays. Apparently many women like guys to tell them what they want them to do to them during sex. I myself never understood that concept, but I guess they need that sort of thing. So I told her exactly what I wanted her to do. I whispered, "I want you to fuck me like you were a dirty whore”. I reached up and slid my hands under her crumpled up nightgown and began to squeeze her small breasts."Oooh I'll be glad to baby. I thought you'd never ask." she said as she slowly lowered herself down onto.