He enjoyed it, but he was still apprehensive about the entire thing."We'd better get ready." Sarah told him, breaking his chain of thought."Sure," he ...aid. "You are going to help me, right?" Of course I am." She told him. "You'll have to practice the hair and make-up part yourself, but I'm sure you can dress yourself." She added teasingly.Tony took their plates into the kitchen then they both climbed the stairs and went back onto his room.Sarah went through a drawer where she left some of her. My wife stopped our car. She left the engine on. We were parked rightunder a residential street lamp. It was about 11 p.m. All was quiet.The street ran for about two blocks, and then it veered off onto anotherstreet. It was early spring, and the weather was mild. She turned to me,looking relaxed in her t shirt, jeans and her sandals. She said "WellPrissy, it is time for your little stroll. You do want to please me bydoing your sissy walk don't you?" I looked at her and saw her smirk at. What're you doing?"He shrugged non-chalantly. "Nothing much. But hey, there's something downstairs that's pretty cool. Want to check it out?"I was surprised. "Uhm, sure," I said. "Let me change first though." I really, really wanted to display my tight little body to him in my brand new bikini."Nah, let me show you first," he said, grinning to me and heading down the stairs. "Come on."Disappointed that I hadn't been able to change into my sexy bikini but unwilling to risk annoying the boy I was. He was so big I could barely keep from gagging, but he tasted so good!My husband reappeared on his knees beside me, leaning in to kiss my face and nuzzle my throat and breasts as that thick cock moved like a piston in and out of my hungry mouth. Pinching my nipples, he lifted his head and his tongue began flitting along Chase’s length as it flew back and forth on it’s journey past my lips. Both guys were moaning now and already breathing heavily. I reached my hand down to my husband’s fat cock.