Just little scraps of paper. But always something. And every year since then we have made our own Wishes for each other. We didn't buy the cards from ...hops. They couldn't say what we wanted to say." I have my Wish with me now you know. He will love it. He always does."Sally swallowed hard. Any more of this and she would either scream out loud, or yell at her mother and tell her did she know her Dad was unconscious, in a coma, dying. She felt a chill inside as she wondered how she would cope. My cock was already burning with fire and the occasional touch of her thighs over my crotch inflamed it. I waited for the milk to finish so that I could use my hands to please it. Our legs brushed as we moved in pleasure. Our feet touched and toes squabbled over that rapture.My lips and tongue twiddled her nipple and flesh and drew more drops of her milk as the stream turned to a trickle. My fingers pressed the base for more and soon the drops stopped coming out totally.I moved my right hand. Its fine I had to play with myself in bed just thinking of what else you had on, I adore sexy fem boys. Really, I do love to dress sexy. Yes I know your sister told me you always took and dressed in her lingerie, and you did not know but she even deliberately bought hot lingerie just for you to take. Oh my I felt so embarrassed. Would you mind if I dressed you in some of my clothes? I would so love to see you in my underwear and I have some really hot clothes and makeup. Well that was heaven to. I hurried her inside and into Fran's bedroom, where she looked at the bed and then at me. Despite the hesitancy of her general demeanour, her eyes blazed with desire. She made no move to disrobe but did not resist as I began to undress her. So that we should not proceed in total silence I asked a few questions and learnt that she was only seventeen years old and came from Zambia in southern Africa. Her family had sent her to stay with relatives in London to earn some money to send home. She was.