"He would surely have killed me, killed us both." I think so," I said."So I thank you," she said, putting her small hand atop my big mitt. Rings glitt...ered on two slender fingers."You were very brave, put up a good fight," I said, smiling at her.She smiled her thanks, and I poured her some more wine."It was a terrible feeling," she said in almost a whisper. "Knowing what those men were going to do to me. They looked like animals, wolves, ripped my dress to shreds, pawed me." She put a hand to. I pulled up the matching open-frontpanties that were the silkiest thing I had ever felt. They both had beencustom made. I had measured myself according to the web sitesspecifications and they had done a perfect job. The next pair of pantieswere even better. They had a g-string, but in the front there was asleeve for my penis that was filled with fluffy softness. A lace miniskirt of pink lace hung down around everything. It pulled my penis inand gave the appearance of flatness in my groin and. ”“Better take it early in the day or it will be a soggy rag,” Lissa said. “I’ve got a feeling that we’ll be working up a real sweat tomorrow.”“Mmm,” Amy said. “Just give me a minute with that image, would you? Oh, yeah.”“You nasty, nasty girl,” Melody laughed. “But now that you’ve got me thinking about it...”“OH!” Kate interjected. I think the imagery had gone past her at first, but once she thought about Lissa working up a sweat, she got lost in the same daydream as Melody and Amy.I leaned. Her tits were big enough, plump enough to show the maturity and nourishment it had for those years.Her neck, flowing to lovely curve to her shaped shoulders. The shoulders I noticed the first time I saw her with her shoulder exposed top.Her waist line had the kind of curves i love. The hourglass waist flaring out to plum hips and round handful ass! I so felt like reaching out and grabbing them instead of the clothes from the machine while we were at the laundry.Weeks passed by and I started.