But I guess there’s only so much pain and pressure someone can take before it’s got to vent or leak out in some direction. Never mind if it’s mi...placed or misdirected, it’s got to go somewhere, right?I felt bad, speaking like that. My expression got the message across to Grace.Grace came over to me and gave me a big hug.She just held me there for what seemed an age. Just cradling my body to hers, my nose deep in her shampooed hair given our six-inch height difference. Just being held by someone. Caroline slips into the slip andbecame hard again and Mrs. Monet began laughing at the pathetic sissy."Look your sissy cream is staining the slip and your getting turned onagain," she laughing said to her pathetic sissy boy.She sat on the edge of the bed and order sissy Caroline to unlace hershoes and as he did she berated him, "What a pathetic sissy, you're justhappy to be dressed in sissy attire. Look how horny you're gettingunlacing my shoes. I bet you would like to put on a tight fitting. " You should be," I told him, rubbing my breasts against his side.George started playing with my breasts, gently kneading my tit, his fingers brushing my nipple, then he rub my hard nub under his palm. My pussy was starting to moisten as tingles of pleasure spread through my body. I slid up, on my side, and fed my tits to his eager lips. Shannon was kissing her way down his chest and flat stomach. She found his cock, it was about the same size as Marks, maybe not quite as wide. Shannon sucked. .... that's all the message says.she hold the phone to her ear with her left hand, her index finger on her right hand strokes the lace top of her hold ups and her skit is lifted.He answers the phone with his usually breezy voice, her whole body spasms, and she feels her cunt run with her juices. They chat and her fingers stroke further up the thigh, her fingers slide inside her moist knickers, her finger starts to circle her firm clit.He asks what she is doing, she tells him to guess. He's.