. you're all right now?" Oh, yes! Yes, I'm fine! It was just the shock! Oh, it's very big!" The ocean? Yes." No. Your ... your ahh ... penis. It's ver... big!"My morning wood had receded somewhat, but not altogether, so I was perhaps receiving more credit from Sally than I was due. "It's only because I haven't yet -- urinated," I explained. "When you screamed, I came running." No, it's big!" she insisted."You've probably never seen one when it was — ahh —erect," I said."Oh, no, I've seen my. He enjoyed the closeness he had with her toned, smooth bodywhile he helped her shimmering pantyhose up her legs, as well as thewhite knee socks that followed them.As he pulled up the zipper of her skirt, he wanted to ask why she wascomfortable with having a man dress her, but he held his tongue, fearfulthat he might endanger his job by bringing it to her attention.Vic then partially buttoned her top before he placed the heels upon herfeet. Wit the shoes on her feet, Christina went out for the. Itwas lined up perfectly.As I started to edge forward, I lifted up my skirt and draped it over hishead, laying it down like a silk veil and totally covering his face. Thehemline hung down around his chest level and if anyone was looking, itwas as if I had positioned a football between my open legs. Rather thansuffocating my poor sissy, I knew that I was teasing him, as his shaftwas oozing freely and he was fighting to move his hands so he could playwith himself.I pinned his arms harder and. We went in, without knocking, “Were here” my wife called out. Ann came down the stairs, all dolled up. Ann was 36 years old, bottle blonde, busty and dizzy. “Hi” she said as she wrapped her arms around my wife, she then wrapped herself around me and said “Thanks so much for agreeing to look after the girls, I was so worried but I know they will be safe with you in the house”. She grabbed my head and thrust it into her cleavage, she’d always had a nice pair of boobs and wasn’t afraid to use.