Our room had only one single bed cot with a limited space to accommodate other bed, so instead of making him sleep down on floor I told him that we wi...ll adjust on this single bed only for which he agreed. We both could barely sleep together on that single bed as me being a tall guy but we managed. For initial two days everything went alright. one night when we both were sleeping in the middle of night I felt something’s touching my dick which I felt as If a am dreaming and somebody is fondling. Gabriel smirked. She’d thrown a fit the first time he’d gotten ink. Of course, most likely it was because he’d only been sixteen at the time. Since then, he’d sleeved both arms, had wings inked into his back, as well as started some fancy scrollwork across his chest. Straightening up, he lifted his black t-shirt, exposing his belly button. His newest addition, a black lined tribal in the shape of a sun surrounded the scar of the long ago severed connection to his mother. His grandmother’s frown. I had already bought some black fishnet stockings so I thought I’d try on the whole outfit together. I slipped on the suspender belt, pulled the stockings up my slim thighs and fastened the clips from the belt to the top of the fishnets. As I did this my clit started to tingle, I always felt horny when I put on suspenders and stockings. Next I went to put on the corset but I was struggling to tighten the ribbon on it so I gave my friend a shout to come in and help me. I. I have to admit it was fun to play the slutty prison guard in our bedroom. On the night of the party my husband convinced me to wear sexy underwear under my costume. I had planned to wear shorts and a t-shirt under the exposing costume. I chose my only thong and a matching bra that barely covered my nipples and didn't come close to keeping my huge nipples from pressing the material of my dress out. I hadn't realized how low the dress was cut. Looking in the mirror, my breasts looked huge.