“Spread your legs further apart so that your feet are on the outside of the legs.” Meanwhile, the other man raised up and folded back her skirt s... it was out of the way. He also tucked it into the waistband of her skirt, so now she was totally exposed again. Melissa knew these strange men could see everything, but she had no choice.“It looked like you were recently spanked.” One of the men said. “Your nice round bottom is still red and warm.” She stayed in position as she felt their hands. I’m torn between enjoying her sucking me and throwing her down on her back and fucking the hell out of her. My knees go weak as she licks, kisses, and sucks on me. I finally pull her away and saying, “My turn,” I push her onto her back and dive between her legs. She’s so hot and wet that my tongue is almost scalded. I lick away at her juicy entrance, sliding my tongue between her lips and nibbling away at her clit until she begins a soft moaning. I know from experience that if I go into her. . well ... we’ll see, won’t we,” Benny said.“You’ve got an old soul, Benny. So do you, Tim.”“So do you, Mrs. Lancaster. I wonder why.”Benny said, “That’s easy. It’s because she’s old.”Mrs. Lancaster laughed. “It’s really hard to have a swelled head around you two.”“That’s Benny. He’s blunt.”“How old do you think I am, Benny?”Benny said, “I have given that question a lot of thought. The answer I keep coming up with is Portland, Oregon, February 26, 1979.”Mrs. Lancaster looked startled. It was. My little pee pee was rock hardbut pressed down by my pink panties and tights. The constriction of thetights kept me constantly aware that I was a big sissy. I felt lightheaded but in a great way. Kind of like when your foot falls asleep. Mywhole body felt tingly and relaxed. My wrist got very limp and I knew itwas very girly to have a limp wrist but it just felt right. Poly noticedhow I was holding my right arm with a very dainty limp wrist andcommented, "Grandma look at Timmy's wrist! He's.