I looked at him andsaid "why", "why what" he retorted, "you know the dress, the shoes" Istammered, "Christina" he said smiling at me "what better way ...o help agirl heal than to buy her the dress she has coveted - I saw the shoesand knew these would suit you perfectly and go with the dress", "that'sthe trouble having a boyfriend who used to be me!" I snorted. "But doyou like them" he asked anxiously I gave him a beaming smile "like themI absolutely love them" I got up went round the table put my. Then me and his missus was meant to humiliate him, you know, like calling him ‘limp dick’, ‘useless fucking masturbate-r, that sort of thing. Then I was to fuck the ass off his beloved right in front of him.So we dressed him up in ladies clothes – hers, including her frilly underwear.. We made him wear a bra complete with falsies. Once we’d put the lipstick on and the make-up and the wig he looked quite fetching, a nice-looking sissy girl. I tell you, he looked funny once we finished with him.. “I’ll say give because we don’t have a ruler to dispute it,” I said. “Smart man,” she replied, squeezing a dollop of my soap into her palm and sudsing up her hair. Since I was already clean, I didn’t really have anything to do. I assumed she’d probably not appreciate it if I started masturbating furiously in front of her, so that was off the table. Instead, I just watched. She spent a good deal of time on her hair, scrubbing her scalp thoroughly in a way that made her breasts jiggle ever so. Mmm, that felt nice. He licked her a few more minutes as Amanda opened her legs so she could rub up and down my shaft, pressing my cock tight along her wet pussy lips as we watched. Jerry raised up, gripped his cock and moved close to begin rubbing the tip up and down, then, a shove and she reached down and helped pull him up inside. "Mmm, oh, yeah," she moaned as Jerry began going back and forth. I had dipped my hand down now and was rubbing Amanda's pussy which, not surprisingly, was quite.