I shaved earlier hoping to feel Tys tongue for the first time, so my fingers came across a smooth surface. I immediately felt the wetness that was lin...ering all evening and I stuck my finger in it, pulled it out, and had a taste. I have always loved the taste of myself. By this time I was moaning and felt myself about to explode. I decided it was time and begin rubbing my clit in circles. I started going faster and faster until I couldnt hold it in any longer and came all over my hand. I must. But my plan failed, as he double crossed me. He said he wanted to take my measures, and while taking my measures, he grabbed my crotch, and asked me whether i was the boy who used to come there years ago. I stuttered yes and was frozen in fear and shock. He took me to a corner and there was only a faint candle light in his shop. He grabbed my penis from over the pants and after some time, he put his hand inside my underwear, through the gap between my belly and trousers. He played with my pubic. She wanted a firm, flat stomach, not one where she could pinch out rolls of fat. Well, one roll, and maybe it wasn’t so very thick. Kate slid her hands upwards beneath her breasts and held them out for closer inspection. She liked to look. Many women were embarrassed by their tits, they even refused to use that term for them. But not Kate. She frequently admired herself in the mirror and didn’t consider it narcissim. She liked to look. It was perfectly understandable to her why men should set. After 10 minutes or so watching the faggot mince about like the sissy Nancy boi she naturally is, I told her to get down all fours and walk about like a poodle shaking her phat ass for her Daddies enjoyment. As I watched her wriggling her fat ass in front of me, I could feel my erection straining to break free from the confines of my trousers. I took another sip of her fathers’ beer and undid my belt and trousers pulling them down to my thighs. I could see my “son” staring at his “fathers”.