My pussy.I wiggled my hips, pausing at the stairs that led from the dungeon. I threw a final look over my shoulder now, giving him that beseeching loo...k. I put all my lust and desire into this look, my lower lip pouting.He had to act. He had to want me. He had to throw me against the wall and fuck me so hard. I wiggled my hips. His hand tensed on his spear. His wings fluttered more. I held the pout for one more second.Then turned to crawl up the stairs. I put my hand on the first runner, the. "Get back here!" Gregory yelled. I peeked at his tall, built frame through the gaps in the clothes. I was thankful it was like a store in here. I glanced at his bare chest, the exact moment when he saw my eyes. "Raaaarrgggg!" He flung clothes down as he plowed his way toward me. I ran and hid again, beneath a rack of sexy lingerie underwear and gowns. I had lost him again. I was most certain he did not know where I was. I quickly stripped my clothes off and put on some of the lingerie. My cock. To which Aasiya objected and said that he will have be with her. Musa then said thst where they will stay, and it was chilling cold and its not safe to roam on roads in night. And also I am not superman. Aashiya laughed and said there is a Park near her PG. The idea of spending night in a park was stupid but Musa agreed. She took musa to her PG and asked him to wait outside. She went upstairs changed and aame back with a shawl. One she came back. They went to park. Found a bench in one corner. Tonight, however, Iwas wearing my flared cream trousers, a teal-blue silk shirt, and my darkblue, 1970's, fitted velvet jacket. My boots sported chunky Cuban heelsand I had washed and blow-dried my longish hair to give it a fair amountof volume. Compared with what I wore in Manchester, it was very tame,but, for my family, it was very much a "new me". "Well, dea,r" saidMother nervously, "it is certainly an improvement on last year, but don'tyou think it is just a bit effeminate? We wouldn't want.