" I thought she was just being sarcastic at first. I mean, let's face it, even the most mainstream fetishes are not widely accepted. Mark read my emot...ons as they ran across my face. "Steven, man, calm down. What Christie is trying to tell you is that we throw those parties. I've even had a photographer there several times for photo shoots." I about fell out of my chair. This couldn't be real. They had to be pulling my leg. I probed a bit to see if what I was hearing was true or their way of. She teased meunmercifully, "Does my darling little girl like her pretty panties?" Herperfume filled my nostrils; her soft lips caressed the nape of my neck."You love your frilly new things, don't you, Christine."As she slid the silky panties up and down along my member, I began toshudder, "Yes! Yes! Make me your little girl!!" With that, my shafterupted into the delicate little panties and I collapsed down onto thevanity seat. At this point I considered myself to be a girl.I was now exhausted. But Malpensa was in the middle of nowhere, and you knew that an evening in the airport hotel bar was not likely to be fruitful. So it was almost from habit that you showered, and slipped into a set of satin Janet Reger underwear, and headed down to the bar. You'd give it an hour, and if nothing was happening, you'd head back to your room and browse some of the seamier websites on your laptop, and maybe masturbate a couple of times to relieve the boredom.The first half hour passed slowly, and. There was nothing else I could do, I rose and went over to Jenny and pulled down that silky black lace and took his/her cock in my mouth. It was still soft, hardly filling my dripping mouth at all, but I soon cured that problem. I ran my tongue up and down the flaccid shaft in my mouth, and began to suck in ever so gently. I was rewarded by the feel of a rapidly growing prick and was soon sliding up and down, deep throating that marvelous dong while I massaged Jack's balls through the satin of.