But as the sounds of passion assaulted his ears, he doubted that sleep would come easily.Schaffer achieved some level of sleep, the kind where you don...’t quite fall into a deep, satisfying slumber but rather skirt the edges of unconsciousness. The noises did eventually abate, but his frustration was overcoming him. At least he was alone now, out of view of the curious aliens. Perhaps he might finally have an opportunity to relieve himself without being observed or interrupted.He undid the clasps. "Stockings," I said in a fraction of a second."Stay-up, or do you want a garter belt?" Garter belt, of course," I said. "I thought we were supposed to benaughty schoolgirls." You might want to take it slowly," she said. "You've only been a girlfor about ten minutes." Stockings and suspenders," I said."Which ones do you want, Francesca?"There was a choice. White, black or tan. I went for the black. I knew howto put stockings on. I rolled them up until they were like rings, andgently unrolled. I can tell she's pretty drunk, but I know we both have always kind of had an eye for each other. So I say "Don't say I didn't warn you", as I reach down into my boxers and once again remove my cock and brandish is willingly for Whitney to see. I start slowly stroking it for her. Making sure to go slowly and sensually so Whitney can take in the full scene of it. I look at her eyes, which are fixed strongly on my unit at this point as her hand slowly decends across her belly, and into those black. ” I told Sharmila Aunty and Dipika’s eyes widened. I gave her an assuring stare with the hope that she wouldn’t say anything that would prove otherwise.“Oh, so you wanted to fuck her? And how were you planning on doing that?”, Aunty looked straight at me.“What?”, I couldn’t understand what she was probing.“Show me what you wanted to do with her”, she smiled evilly at us.I was beyond shocked and a tad bit confused but aroused nonetheless.“You want me to have sex with Dipika in front of you?”, I.