Her smile was a precious gift. The clothes clung to her curves perfectly; It was easy to tell she worked out. She moved around the house elegantly and...made a conscious effort to maintain her dignity in such a short skirt. Her body was toned, slim and elegant. I could imagine her long brown hair flowing down her back between her shoulder blades, just after it was released from its current binding. I also liked the light blue polish on her nails, yet it failed to even compete with the blue in her. ”“Stay where you are fucker.” Dan said sounding mellow. “You look good between my legs.”“Fuck you.” I shouted my temper building up. I was determined to use my anger to my benefit, making a fist waiting for Dan to stick his face in front of me. “Tut, tut little man.” He said raising his voice, kicking my fist causing my hand to open. “No need to punch my perfect face boy.”“You haven't got me beat by a long shot.” I planted my foot firmly in the ground, shoving my head high in the air. . I wish I knew how the wait for my piss affected Claire. Did it make her nervous? Did it make her impatient? Did it build excitement? I'd love to know. In the meantime to sooth us both I stroked and ran my fingers through her hair until the first trickle of piss ran into Claire’s waiting mouth. The initial flow into her mouth would have been little more than a dribble. The start of my piss would have been thick as it flushed out and mixed with the sperm that remained in my cock from our fuck in. I felt so babyish in the dress and then Beverly put while Mary Jane's onmy feet. She took my hand and led me back to the others.Karen and Samantha were busy kissing each other. Mary had Jacqueline onher breast. Jacqueline was busy having a lovely feed. EventuallyJacqueline had her fill of the breast milk. Mary was wearing a pinkfloral dress and Beverly said she was going to change in something else.Karen and Samantha were dressed in skirts and blouses. Karen said thatwe were all going out.