On her tummy she said that I should rub the lotion onto my handsthen on her back..I could save her butt for last. I was shaking nervously as my hands ...id what she asked, her moans were making me pant for each breath. My young penis had that bulge in the shorts straining the thin fabric. Now put more on your hands and use your open palms on each side down there. I slid down even with those pretty cheeks. I slowly made circles as LeLu asked, her butt rising to meet my palms. MmmmmThat feels. When she's making me lookjuvenile I don't have to wear heels. There was also a small purse,shaped like a popular imported kitten character, that hung from a longshoulder strap. The accompanying wig was blond, collar length, and hadlong bangs. My make-up was conservative. She made me sashay around like a schoolgirl who was trying to appeargrown-up. I had to speak with a lisp. When she saw how that bothered me-- I guess I did a bad job of hiding it -- she made me act out myemotions by. I stripped off my remaining clothes, and dipped in the tub. I poured a handful of body wash and gently lathered it in my arms and shoulders. My hands reached my boobies, giving them a squeeze. I kept massaging my breasts in a slow pace, my nipples are now sensitive and erect. I bit my bottom lip as I gently tug them, imagining it's your lips playing with my tits. My left hand continued to knead my left breast, while my other one travelled to my southern region. I gasped as my right hand started. "I guess I should pick another plot on the map and go off on crusade."Folks in the small village that currently served as a base of operations for what was left of the expedition were seriously beginning to doubt that the good professor had all his marbles.The other night in the pub where Merlin usually had a light supper and a pint before returning to his maps and charts there had been a heated exchange when one of the locals had looked him square in the eye and ask if he was 'daft'!At first.