I started moving hangers back, glancing at the garments still in dry cleaning bags. A red dress with a plunging neckline to show off my full, C breast...s? No. Tight jeans with a crop top? No. Strapless mini dress, with long black stockings? Perfect. I started to pat myself dry with the towel I had been wearing. My legs were long, and I took my time rubbing lotion on them. I was just putting on my heels when Tom walked in. I was standing there, in only stockings and heels. My lady was shaved and. She was not in a room. It looked like it was an emergency stairway. She slowly got up on her feet, still feeling light headed she reached and felt between her legs. Her juice running down her legs she grabbed her wetness and softly squeezed. She was still very sensitive causing shivers run throughout her body. She was still in shock, not because she did not know the identity of the man who had invaded her body with his thick cock but because she had never experienced this rough, fast and. Martin gently touched the breasts that were pushing out from his chest, smiling at the memory of how Annie had been sucking from them. He'd already gotten a good look at them while feeding her, but he wanted to examine the rest of his body as well. Especially the strangeness between his legs. Getting up, Martin started towards his parents bedroom, steppingoff his shirt as he did so. Once he got there, he continued to undress until he was naked. As Martin looked over his body, he thought. I arched my back as the most breathtaking tingling sensation I had ever experienced coursed through my young naked body. I was experiencing my first real orgasm. Wave after wave of the spectacular feelings emanated from my crotch and jolted along my nerve endings. I don’t know how long it lasted but gradually I was able to regain a semblance of control as the marvelous sensations weakened. I lay in my nakedness trying to catch my breath as Wes, with his hand still covering my soaking mons,.