Damn was she hot. Steve chuckled at me and said that since I felt that way and Cary would love to get herself a monster cock then we should just mak...e it happen. He told me that he thought that by now I would have already got my dick into her at least once or maybe tried. I told him that our friendship meant to much for me to do something like that behind his back but the thought did cross my mind quite a few times. Now since things have changed and its out in the open I can promise you. While you are encasing me in nylon, I keep getting little glimpses of something under your skirts but I am not sure what it is. You stand me in the middle of the floor and tease me some more by deeply kissing each other and me before you suddenly pull away from me, face me and drop your skirts. I am surprised to see that under your pantyhose, you are each wearing a strap-on harness with a huge dildo. It is hot to see these dildos laying down your legs inside your pantyhose much as a real cock. "Good eve... er...MORNING," I said. "I must see Professor Crowley atONCE!" "Professor Crowley has retired, miss," he said."If you would like to return at a more convenienthour, miss..." "But I CAN?T!" I said, for I was well awarethat dawn was not that far off and I had no resting-place. "I have to see him NOW you old fool! It?s amatter of life and death!" "I?m very sorry, miss," said he (not soundingin the least sorry). "But once Professor Crowley hasretired his orders are that he is not to be. “I cannot live with the shame of what he did to you, without confronting him and seeing him punished,” Jean explained to his wife. “What kind of man would I be if I did nothing?”“A living one!” Marguerite answered.“I would rather die than lose my honor,” Jean replied.“Would you have your son grow up without his father?” Marguerite asked, her hand rubbing on her abdomen. Jean hesitated, the import of his wife’s words sinking in.“You are with child?” Jean asked, sounding shocked.Marguerite.