They agreed and moved forward during a break that Nancy had called.Even though they had made little progress in a day and a half, many people were sho...ing signs of fatigue because they were not used to walking.The two columns stretched back well over three hundred yards and were gradually dividing into three groups. There were those in front who were better able to handle the walking and could have moved faster. There was a large group in the middle able to walk at the slower rate but who were. "You're absolutely right to be concerned."I gave him a skeptical look. "Come on, Tom, what harm can the old goat do? He must be pushing 65."Tom sighed. "All right, I'll tell you, but you most likely won't believe me." He paused, took a deep breath, and told me his tale. "Jethro may be 65 and not much to look at, but I can guaran-damn-tee you he's dipped his wick in every one of the women in the building."I burst out laughing. "Bullshit," I said."So you think, but you're wrong," Tom replied,. Th'other three subjects are all doing exactly t'samething: stimulating themselves to orgasm whenever they think no one elseis watching." Yes, Selsi, but did y'not notice that he was attempting to masturbatehis penis a moment ago, and then switched to his breasts to achieveorgasm? I believe that in t'space of only two hours, we may have changedhis primary erogenous zone from his genitalia to his mammaries!" Hmm. Y'are correct, then. I did not notice that. It makes sense, nowthat y'point it. In my early years of dressing it was always a strict aunt or sexy neighbour who in my fantasies discovered my erect cock above stockings or in pantyhose.This was somehow a shameful and embarrassing discovery, as if my dressing as a girl, taunting, teasing yet possessing the genitals of a boy was so unholy deceitful.Despite this guilt it has always been a source of sexual fantasy and arousal. These days it is a fellow dresser with equal silky longings and desires who exposes me amidst my.
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