"Lovely," Mandy crooned running her hand up my now curving flank and over the false boob.My cock was rigid and, with a sex charged chuckle she pushed ...e back onto her dressing table stool. Relishing the strange sensation of tits wobbling and the pressing of the suspenders I sat back and closed my eyes. Jerking them open when Mandy rolled a condom over Mr. Happy. I almost exploded when I felt the slick sensation of the latex rolling over my highly sensitive cock!"We don't want cum stains on your. 3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. ——————————————– After dinner the kitchen was quickly cleaned up and everyone went to make themselves presentable for the celebrations at ‘Dana’s’. As they dressed in their sexiest finery, with split skirts, low cut dresses, short miniskirts and other revealing costumes they all looked. We men ain’t too far removed from our canine cousins. We love to mark our turf.“Yup, he’s taking a piss. He’s got his pecker in his hands.”I fine-tuned the focus of the high-quality optics and stared into the faraway face of Fitzwater, the County Assessor. “What the hell is that bastard doing here?” I growled.“Who?” Sheila inched upward and looked over the rim of our hill.“It’s Pisswater. The little shit is wearing a sheriff’s uniform.” I coughed and spat. “What are your orders, Commander?”I. It always feels awkward and wrong the few times that I have tried so I no longer do that. I was startled out of my thoughts by a firm touch on my wrist and I jumped. "Oh!" I almost yelped and glanced up. "Sorry" he grinned, not at all sorry, "when do you get off shift?" "I'm only here for a half hour more and then I'm done for the night" I managed to answer back coherently. His hand was still touching my wrist and I could feel heat rise to my cheeks as I didn't pull away but tried to look.