We eat the chips and drink the sodas saving the bottles. They are worth 5 cents and refillable. Joyce is resting her head on my shoulder again playing...with the radio. She is bored but starts to nibble on me again. I am in trouble now. My cock is answering the call to duty and Joyce knows it. She puts her hand down on it and pushes it. It bounces back at her. She giggles, thinking this is great fun. She wants to play and play she does. She is going to get it when we get to the house because I am. ..Ah....He was getting closer. Eeekk.....He was in the driveway and.......SLAM! in the front door and wrenching cum from my little tee tees, through my little-girl clitty pole and into my tiny panties. The cum was drooling from either side of my silky little girliethings and cascading down my thighs. I loved cumming so much! But why was I starting to talk like a girl?The next day, I decided to see what this make-up thing was all about. Aunt Beth had a millennium's worth on her vanity table. I. I massaged my neck and back. Then she started making movements like jumping on my back. I felt her ass, her eggs and her cock rubbing on my back. She massaged my back with her ass and her testicles. I felt the constant pounding of her small penis on my back. Then it is lowered and placed under the stretcher. I did not know what I was going to do. Until I felt a sensation of unequaled pleasure. As my cock protruded through a hole that had the stretcher in its center, Vanessa put it all in her. And when we got to the section on group sex she had teased me just as much as I teased her. I certainly wanted to but was afraid to push too hard. I had always wondered just how she would react if the opportunity arose. It looked like I was about to find out.I could see a million thoughts fly through her head. I wished I knew what they were. Chris handed back the wine breaking the spell. Wendy took the glass, took a sip and looking at me earnestly, winked. Then she looked back at Chris and gave.