"Well they SHOULD be!" chimed in her Uncle. "And very sexy panties I bet they are." UNCLE BOB!!" gasped Marci."Leave the poor girl alone, you lech." l...ughed Janet. "Save it for me."Bob leered at his wife and reached out to grab one of her pendulous breasts. He squeezed it lightly. "I'd be delighted, but why wait until later?"She batted his hand away while Marci blushed crimson. Her own breasts tingled. Her aunt laughed. "No way, stud! I want to be wined and dined first. Let's go."They both. Emily, to her credit, was a bit distant, standing with her back against a tree, head on a swivel. Her handgun was in a low ready, and, from the look on her face, I certainly did not want to be the soul who fucked with her.I stopped, and whistled. Emily, even more alert, turned to me. I waved a red kerchief from behind my own tree.“Who are you, and what do you want?” This woman knew who she was, and what she was about. And, from the tone of her voice, she was not about to be trifled with.“It’s. “You have a rather nice and tight arse, just as a lad of fifteen should have, you little bum boy!” I commented as I rammed the young man in the open.“Thank you, m’lord!” he groaned his thanks as I grunted and drove deeper up his bottom.“I shall find you a wife in good time, but even then, you shall remain my bum boy, are we clear?” I demanded of him.“As you wish, m’lord,” Guaedret winced, even as he welcomed yet another stroke of my cock up his rump.“You’re a knight of the Duke of Cornwall, a. ..transition costs. How would you feel about making Jeri the face of ourcompany? Her photo would be on all of our marketing materials, and thegimmick is that she wouldn't be a model nobody ever sees. She'll be therein the office every day, or going out to interact with prospects orcustomers. And of course, she'll be all over the Internet," said Helen."She already IS kind of a big deal on the Internet," said Shelly."So what's the catch?" said Erin."We'll handle all the details of the transition..