He was trying to put the pieces together. This effeminate, longhaired cutey had a huge cock? How was that even possible? What did that mean? His erect...on strained against my ass. Yeah, he was turned on good. I rubbed myself through my tights. He just kept looking. His dick was poking wonderfully against my ass and I kept it there while slipping my pulling the top of my tights over the top of my cock, then pulling it down further.If it had been pressed against my stomach, it would've been just. Though it was predicated on a lie, I knew I wanted to watch, hell, maybe even take part in some way. Gwen an I eventually arrived at an agreement that I could watch, but could not touch unless Gwen said so, and under no circumstances could I be touched by Ricky, her boyfriend. An hour later Gwen, wearing the clothes we wore to the mall, but substantially more makeup, especially on her lips and eyes, pranced downstairs and welcomed Ricky. He had been the friend that had dropped her off. I was. Happy now?" She glared atBrian.Dan was confused. "You look good. Exotic, and not quite as busty, butstill, good. Why hide it?"Diane looked irritated, and closed her eyes for a moment. "Because it'sso rare. I like how I look, and yeah, I go out looking like this a lot.Usually when I want to just be alone."Sam butted in, "Or when you wanted a little commitment free sex?"Diane laughed. "Or that, yeah. The thing is, after a while, once the awewears off, it becomes a novelty act. I got a lot of. But once my shirt was totally unbuttoned and I was down to my bra he started getting distracted again. “Alright, if I take of my bra will that help you get this out of your system?” And without waiting for an answer I took my bra off. He blushed again but didn’t stop staring, so I grabbed one of his hands and placed it on my breast. “Do you like that? How do they feel?”“They feel nice. Soft, and heavy. Can I…” he hesitated and turned about 50 shades of red. “Would you like to suck on one?”He.