And, judging from the sounds she was making and from the way those padded hips were rocking back to me in time with each of my strokes, she was enjoyi...g it nearly as much as I was.Of course Nan's influence had laid its not terribly subtle hand on this date, at least up to the present moment. I had invited Jessica to dinner at a nice restaurant when I called her to ask her out. I had picked her up rather than just met her there. And I was decked out in an outfit that Nan and Jessica had picked. She stopped kissing me and whispered again. ?Do you three little girls kiss each other down there?? ?Yess,? I lisped. ?Would you do it for me?? ?Of couwse,? I agreed and slowly inveigled my self down the bed. Henrie was almost gagging for it by now and her legs pealed apart like a flower for a humming bird. Softly I sucked her swollen clitoris into my petal soft mouth and gently squeezed it between my childlike gums. Henrie let out an urgent grunt and stifled a. The waves of pleasure that his touch was sending through my bodywas like nothing I had ever felt before, they weren't quite orgasmic, butit felt wonderful. For the first time since the swap I was enjoying havingbreasts. I was actually more than enjoying it. I was loving it! Within afew minutes, and much to my amazement, I felt the now familiar feelingthat I got before I orgasmed. My breathing had become frantic as Matthewcontinued to suck and pull on my nipples and I heard little groans. "How come you wear those?" Gladys asked as she watched Darla slide the jogging suit pants on over her one-piece crotchless hose and garter belt setup."We can't go out looking too fancy -- we're supposed to be cleaning ladies," Darla pointed out. "Sometimes we are, even. Donnie probably needs to hire a couple of REAL cleaning women to service regular customers, not that we've run into that much." How come your track suit says 'Bonnie'?" Gladys asked."You don't give out your real name freely,".