I stuck the dress even more.. I asked help and the guy tried to pull it down. He called his colleague for aid. This second guy put his both palms on m...y boobs and started to maul them really hard. He finally could get the dress out.All of a sudden, I had two mouths sucking my nipples. One hand pushed me against a wall and another one covered my red lips, so I could not cry for help. After a couple minutes, they left my ravished boobs and one of them grabbed the tiny straps of my thong. He ripped. My grandmother ... my 80-year-old grandmother living on Social Security in Section 8 housing ... offered to cosign five figures worth of student loans. She had always believed in me, no matter what I had in mind to do. She always supported me and encouraged me – and, as always, I was overwhelmed with appreciation for the offer, even as I declined it.Listening to that song before the race serves as a mental prompt to remember her in these moments, to invite her spirit to stand on the sidelines,. Once over the shoulders I reached back awkwardly and pulled upthe zipper. Again the feeling was delicious, even more so now that mycock and balls were encased. Next the rubber knickers. Another layer ofrubber over my encased cock and I was in heaven. Here I stopped so thatI could apply makeup. I don't know why (Perhaps all the rubber) but Iwas feeling rather sluttish so my makeup reflected this. Bright red cocksucker lipstick being the last thing I applied. I then went back todressing. The last. I believe she did it just for me, so I believe she may just be the one. Well wed. Night in an e-mail to her I told her nobody is to play with my slut not even her. She is to be rested for me on Friday. I also informed her she was to buy a red flogger of a specific design I told her for her punishment of 5 strokes. Now she was wondering what I was going to use as my hands are good size and pretty rough as I am a hard worker at my work and am constantly working with my hands. On Thursday I.