He showed me photographs of his penis as we chatted online and it was exactly what I wanted. Large, he said it was about 8 inches, and uncircumcised w...th a beautifully formed head. It made my heart beat faster just to see it. The anticipation of reaching out to hold my first cock, to feel it’s weight in my hand was overwhelming. I told him it was beautiful and he thought I was being silly. “It’s just a cock!” he replied, but I was serious. A cock can be beautiful, it can arouse someone just by. . it didn't. It merely tied at the bust anddespite his efforts to pull it together, it kept pulling apart at thefront to expose his state of excitement. "Oh yes, it's gorgeous on you" she teased, lifting the hem of thefilmy material and letting it slowly float down over the satinnightdress. "Oh my God, Cherie will be SO jealous you got to wear itfirst." "Cherie? What.... what do you mean.... what's she got to do withit?" he asked nervously, remembering that it was Cherie's. Being encased in Inque'sbody was strangely comforting.Larry woke during the night. The train was quiet except for the whineof the steel wheels rolling on steel rails.He tried to move, but Inque was soundly asleep and as stiff as if hewere wearing a solid steel bodysuit."Inque," he whispered."Inque!" he said more forcefully, evoking a snort from the passenger inthe seat behind him."What?" she whispered in his ear."Sorry, but I have to pee again."Larry felt a pressure around his cock squeezing. But she was aware of juices trickling down her leg. The idea. The thought of being fucked at all was unreal. 'But to be watched? No one would doubt, would they?' "Public," she found herself saying."I want to use the chair," Steve said, pointing.She looked. The gynæ chair was out in the open and, quite obviously she'd be displaying her most intimate parts. "Why?" I want to watch your eyes, see your breasts, look at your body." Okay." It was unreal. Surreal, even. It wasn't really happening – she.