The gasps and moans took on real meaning then, so hungry for relief that nothing would make her stop, Missy rolling away from her turn between Paula's...legs only to have a restraining insistent hand wrap itself round her clittie."Please, please, you've got to help me!" Paula gasped."What is it you want Candy?"She looked at me with sparkling eyes and a dazzling smile."I want to cum, please, I want you to make me cum!"Missy stretched out on the bed, head lain on the soft pillows."She's all yours. Elsa was awake reading, and as I entered the room I gasped, she waswearing the same purple nightdress as I had."Oh good morning," and then the smell of the coffee hit her nose, "Oohthank you, I love a nice cup of fresh coffee in the morning. Why thegasp?" Oh nothing ma'am, I mean Elsa," I responded, "It's just that I have thesame nightdress as you."She smiled. "Lovely isn't it. What size are you?" 14," I replied."Hmm, a nice comfortable size, not too skinny, not too fat, just like me.Real. "As she said this, Betty moved her left hand around in front of Jesse and moved it back into his crotch. An almost instant bulge grew into her hand and she sighed with delight. Jesse stood frozen in place, a shocked look on his face."Oh come now, Jesse, uh, you don't mind if I call you that when my sister or her husband aren't around, do you?" N n no," stammered Jesse. "It, uh, it would be all right." Good! Now, Jesse, don't be so surprised. My, you are quite endowed aren't you? You know some. I know he has plans for both my wife and me this evening.“Strip down to your panties and sit in the chair there,” Butch orders me, “You can watch your slutty wife get what she needs.”I do as Butch instructs. I am naked except for the lacy panties Butch makes me wear for these sessions. I take my place in the corner. As I do so one of the men offers a comment.“Wow, check out the girly boy,” he tells his buddies, directing their attention to me, “He looks like a real sissy.”The other men looked.