.." He lets mego and unfastens my legs, then rubs them to allow me some feeling back."Thank you, thank you..." I gush, pathetically grateful. "You're ...so kind..." Naw I'm not," he says with a grin. "I get a kick out of helping damsels indistress, even those with little peckers... or big peckers in your case.."I giggle. "Thank you Sir..." For the comment?" There's amusement in his voice,"For the humour," I reply. "Please help me up... and could you take me to myroom?" Of course, the others will. I yelled out goodnight to my parents. Now ready for the night ahead i got undresses. now laying on the bed naked, i put on the new items i had come across. In no time at all i was laying on my bed in suspenders, stockings, panties, and boots...and started playing with my cock, which was very hard indeed.I lay, rubbing my hands all over the nylon, and the soft leather of my boots, after some time, i thought ....what would the leather feel like om my skin.Then after taking off the boots, i. He said that he wanted to know for sure that his family would be protected. He also thought that little ankle-biter dogs were good for making noise, getting stepped on, and that’s it.”I also told her about my parents and the guy that hit them was doing life in prison and how I had found out that he had been confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life due to pissing off the skinheads. I told her about my time in the Rangers and at Fort Bragg. “I always loved hanging out with my soldiers. "I pulled her closer, "Rachel, darling, you made the right decision for you. You will make it and I hope you'll find a man worthy of you."She crawled on top of me and began her sensual movements. She raised her head and dragged her breasts across my chest, "Do you love me?" Rachel, if you have to ask now, nothing I could say would matter. I told you that if you didn't feel my love in your bones, I would help you get out and into a new life." My hugest problem is that I do feel it every day..