Any time I would try to say something or complain Lucy wouldstop me, the first time she shushed me, the second time she kissed me,the third she squeez...d my checks together.It seemed like Kaye and Lucy were in a competition to see how girliethey could make me. Thank God the bright pink party dress was a fewsizes too small. It didn't look right either, too little girl, like Iwas overdue for a spanking. They tried some baby dolls which again justdidn't fit my frame. All this was odd for guy who'd. He pushes me away forcefully. I barely manage to keep from falling backwards. I lower my eyes, not wanting to see the anger or disappointment on his face from my earlier mistake. I hear him scoot back on the sofa, sitting up straighter. Finally, he says, “Go get me a drink.” “What would you like, Master Alex?” I question softly. “Scotch, neat.” His succinct command makes me want to cry. He’s very, very angry. I push myself to my feet, swallowing the painful groan that threatens to pass my lips.. "I look around and see an entrance to an alleyway just around the corner. I lead him over there and I see a dumpster about halfway down the alley and we go behind it. He was wearing some grey sweat pants and as I get behind the dumpster and turn around to face him I can see the whole outline of his dick in those pants. I immediately bend down and pull his pants down to reveal his giant cock. The sweaty, manly aroma hits my nostrils and I'm over come by lust and start sucking his cock. It isn't. I felt the sun warm on my cock.Shelia in turn, swam over and looked up at me. Then as she swung up beside me her breasts danced.We relaxed and talked more causally together than we ever had.Shelia was now leaning back beside me, those beautiful breasts on display.I didn’t stare, but when she glanced away I drank in the sight. They were amazing.I could tell they were heavy; looking like a teenager’s cones; but so full and juicy.The nipples were thick and rubber hard; slightly upturned and.