” He took his hand off his cock, and I could see it had acquired another inch of length. Now his cock would tower over his dad’s. And it was proba...ly still growing.“You’re a very lucky boy,” I said. I tried not to indicate how arousing I found that extra inch of hard cock. “I’m sure there will be lots of lucky girls in your life.” It wasn’t just his dick, either. Matt’s body had matured from head to toe. He was shaving regularly now. His chest, shoulders and arms had bulked up. His abs were. "That doesn't mean they need a graduate course in love making," she said, pushing harder. I finally let her go."Okay," I said, trying to sound defeated. "You go take a shower and I'll take care of things." Thank you," she said."I'm just sad that you're not interested," I said, trying to sound tragic."I am interested, you idiot," she said. "I just don't want to give into that urge every time I get it. If I do that I'll never get out of bed!" Now you're talking," I said, beaming at her.I admit, I. Linda Styles had CSM Kenny Russell and MAJ Wade Olsen with her as she began the briefing.The plan was to attempt to contact as many survivors as possible covering as much of America as possible. This would aid in reestablishing the government and begin to put the country back together.It was proposed that a team made up of military and our group joins together. We would work our way outward looking for and contacting any survivors. We would have a mixture of helicopters supporting a ground. That is why you prance and mince, that is why you wear clothes that no woman would wear. That is why you will have to adapt to walking in those ridiculously high heels for the entire day. Do you understand, sissy?’ “Yes, sir. I do understand, Sir,” she said, pitching her voice higher than usual. ”Good. Since you will be adopting the role of the woman of the house, I think it is only appropriate that you have a tour, don’t you?” “Sir, yes Sir.” ”Prance, sissy.” Turning his back, he headed toward.