'She gasped after groping through his thick mat of pubic hair and touched his firm shaft, but continued her exploration, rubbing her thumb over the ti... of his cockhead."You feel... silky nice," she told him."I'm glad you're comfortable with it. Some girls aren't you know." Really?" Oh, yeah. Some are frightened by the size. Of course some are just afraid of it, period." I feel sorry for them." Don't worry about them. Squeeze it tight in your fist." My... my hand won't go around it." Nancy. My cock felt incredible as my hand ran up and down the shaft and her eager mouth and tongue licked at my slit. Pre-cum came and went as she lapped it up. "Fuck yeah," I said as her tongue teased my slit and cock head. "Keep licking, slut," I said as I jerked harder and pushed my cock at her face. Taking my left hand, I rubbed her neck and held her head to my lap. "Come on make me pop," I urged her as my balls began to feel that all too familiar build up. "Keep licking, keep licking," I moaned. Next we put a gag in my mouth. Then she left the room only tocome back a few minutes later with a paper in her hand. Reading aloudwhat I recognized as being the fantasy that I had emailed her daysearlier. "I would love to be dressed up like a pinup girl. Forced to dress andhave pictures taken of myself in all sorts of positions. It's been myfantasy to cross dress for years. I wish I could tell my wife, but Iknow she would never want to be a part of making this a reality. I leaveit up to you. I waited quietly in the dark, sitting on a low stone wall by the parking lot. She appeared within the hour. She was easy to spot among her fellow dancers. I couldn't mistake her body even in the low light of the parking lot. Changed now, she had her hair pulled back in a pony tail, a dark leotard, a short skirt, leg warmers, and heeled dance shoes on her feet. Holding several bagged costumes in garment bags, a make-up case, and gym bag in one hand, and a wig box and feathered headdress in the.