Eventually I have him down to his boxer shorts. My ministrations have resulted in a large erection that his pants can’t disguise. I stand behind him...and place a hand on the front of his boxers, holding his manhood. Then I kneel in front of him and undo the zip at the front of my dress, letting it fall completely open. I open his fly and let his penis out then press my breasts around it, cupping them under the bra and ensuring my nipples touch the sides of his dick as I slowly rub them along its. The shop assistant comments on how popular that dress is and gives you a grin as she looks from me to you, “You’ll both enjoy it, I’m sure.”We walk out of the shop and I’m even more intrigued as we stroll through the streets, a clear skip in your step. As we reach the beachfront and feel the sand between our toes, you turn to face me and wrap your arms around my neck, standing on tiptoes you kiss me softly. I hug you to me and lift you just off your toes as your body folds into mine. My hands. .. adding just the right amount of baby oil. I gave myself a fresh shave all over so that my body was all smooth and shiny. Tonight I was planning something very basic, both in attire and in fun. I painted my fingernails and toes a brilliant shade of "fuck me red" and finished my make-up. I added my blonde "page boy cut" wig and finished with a small sting of pearls and black patent, strappy 6" platform shoes. A little spritz of Giorgio perfume and I was ready. I logged on my computer and did a. Always bugging you, getting into your stuff, blaming things on you to get you in trouble. To make things worse, her Lizardman heritage made her even more annoying to you as she would at times get a bit curious about your anatomy. Not only that but she would also sneak in to your room and crawling into bed with you while you were asleep. And it kept getting worse as you both entered puberty. Things got more awkward for you as the flat chested Lizardman girl suddenly had D-cup melons, her tiny.