No one will care because it’s a costume party so get dressed and make it good.This ran shivers down my spine thinking about it. So I shower and shav...e very close-everything. Since I dress at home a lot, I knew just what to wear. What the hell, it’s a costume party isn’t it?I put on my red gaft, thigh highs, strapped hi heels, black mini skirt, fake boobs which are very life like and make me a 44 in the chest, black top, long blond wig, black corset which pulls me in very nicely giving an. "I don't know what has happened with you and asshole," here she winced in real pain... not because of what I called him but because of what he was, "but I don't want to give you any false hope. If you need something from me, I'll give it to you if I can — but I can't give you back my heart."She sat there, crying for a little. All I felt was sadness, thinking what a waste it all was.Wiping her eyes on her sleeve, she looked up and asked, "Is there someone else?" Fingering her torn pants and. ..which she does.......she is on her back with her knees up exposing her stockings and tights..........I remove her left high heel and you remove her right..................I undo the flies of my trousers and remove them, closely followed by my jockey shorts...my hard cock proud and erect.......thick and aroused........I see you have done the same and grabbed Debbies ankles............moving her feet towards you big hard cock...she is smiling and looking between out two hard cocks.....she. I was scared. How well did Tiffany know these two? "Show us what you can do," Rashid said. He nodded toward one of the structural poles. I did my best to think back to the topless bars I'd gone to years ago, to remember the moves, the poses. I wrapped my leg around the pole, sliding it up and down, feeling the cool metal against my thigh. It felt good and I let myself enjoy it. I unzipped the dress and let it fall away, kicked it toward the wall with my foot. For some stupid reason, I wished.