She started to rub faster and as she could feel me about to explode, she stopped and told me that I was not allowed to cum. After she made sure I had ...beyed her and calmed down, she started running her fingertips around my neck and face and eventually my inner thighs and bum. And then, she suddenly said she had to go and would be back. Sometime later, I hear the doorbell ring. A woman’s voice. What was going on? She did not mention friends coming round. Then, another ring and another female. Now he was really panicking when he realised there was somethingin the cups of the bra."Don't worry, they aren't real," Erin told him. "And that's just a gaffyou're wearing," she added, sensing this was another thing he feared."Remember, I told you the skirt would lengthen if guys could pick you asa guy? Anyway here's the deal: If after a week the skirt is still areasonable length, you get to be a guy again, sooner if it reaches anklelength. But if it gets so short that it would be. Erika’s large breastswere swollen with milk and ready to be sucked. Thedoctor wanted badly to do that sucking for her but herhusband was right outside.Erika noticed the way the young doctor stared at herfull tits and she smiled.“Ooo, my boobies hurt so bad,” Erika moaned. “They’reso full they ache.”Erika began rubbing her large breasts for emphasis asshe squeezed little beads of milk out of her nipples.“See?” she moaned. “They’re so. And what else, now I'm on that level? Knickers? French knickers? Thong? Whoa; slow down, there. Easy, tiger.)"So, generally, no. I don't worry about fantasies. Desires, sure but not for long, as I just go out to get it. I like to live for the moment, really."(Yes. Nice answer. Very cool, lady. Frankly, I'm loving this particular "moment".)(Please let it be a thong. I so want it to be a thong. Oh God; what am I like? Now I'm thinking about her ass. She has lovely round cheeks. So much better to.