He had no limits, no boundaries, no morality.Lilly knew her mind was playing tricks on her, evoking crazy, wicked, disjoined thoughts in its total exh...ustion from the bout with Carl. She had to sleep, had to rest, to get back her equilibrium before Eddie came home from his afternoon with Cindy Bradley.Like a dazed sleepwalker, Lilly got to her feet, standing naked in the bright sunlight of early afternoon, her eyes blinking and trying to focus. When she could see things clearly, if dully, she. "And panties!"Oh, but the panties were exquisite - soft silk with floral patterns, and- wait a minute? What had got into me? Why was I thinking the pantieswere really pretty? What I should be thinking is, how the hell were theyin my wardrobe!"And look - skirts..." Now Jill produced an A-line skirt on a hanger.This was insane! I didn't own any of those clothes!"My... my boyfriend..." Jill struggled with the words, "he's beendressing up as a girl... and all this time I didn't know..."Shit! Shit!. ? Fuck you,bitch, Lisa thought, her hobble chain rattling as she pranced in place, tryingto walk off the sting. Didn't women have higher pain thresholds than men?Wasn't that why they were the ones who had the babies? Goldi had caught her bysurprise, but now she was ready. If Cal could be silent, so could she. But as thenext stroke slashed across the center of her cheeks, she heard herself gasp.And number three came much quicker than she expected; Goldi had a wickedbackhand. To her disgust, Lisa. It would probably only take a few licks to work his way across her flat tummy. And her hips were slender and athletic, and had a subtle sway that had his head moving minutely back and forth as though watching a miniature tennis match. He wished she would spin so he could see her ass. It was probably beautifully tight and rounded. She was magnificent.He stood as she walked to the table. His mom would have been proud of his manners, and then mortified at the thoughts running through his.
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