Soon, I heard her start to move and the flashes kept popping all around me now. I couldn’t believe how excited this was making me. It wasn’t long ...ntil I felt Megan crawl on top of me and she was straddling my chest. She was now taking pictures of my hands stroking my cock.“Does that feel good panty boy? Does it feel good to stroke your cock with your panties, stockings, and high heels on? Does it make you feel sexy?” she said in a bitchy sort of way.All I could do was moan. I closed my eyes. WouldBill Baker really be fooled by it? I'm not certain at what stage it was that I realised that Bill Bakerwas nothing like as senile as I had initially imagined. Certainly, heknew exactly where to lick a vagina to give maximum pleasure, andwith the Sensotouch on high, he started to drive me wild. 'Mr Baker,' I gasped. 'That's really quite enough.' 'I'm inclined to agree, Miss Smith. So let's move onto the nextstage.' He was raising his torso, and with my legs still on hisshoulders my legs. I barely had time to rinse off in the tub and pull on a T-shirt and a pair of boxers before they told me breakfast was ready and when I got to our rudimentary table they served me a plate full. All of them were in their halters and thongs and tempting me with more than food. This life way back in time was growing on me by the second. Strangely I still missed Rose every time something reminded me of her, but my current companions kept my heart from breaking completely.We'd left the hobbled. "They feel even better than they look," he said, as he began tweaking my nipples, feeling them harden beneath his fingers. Looking into his eyes I told him that if he continued, he would need to touch me in other places, as his hands were turning me on so badly I could feel my pussy throbbing, longing to be touched. He started to kiss and suck my tits, nibbling on my erect nipples while his hands moved to rest on my thighs. I was no longer aware of, or cared, where we were. I wanted him and I.