"Stand up and come over here Paul." Emily said curtly. Paul did as he was told. He stood before his mother, flushed deep red with embarrassment. "Turn...around," Emily instructed. Paul turned his back to his mother and found he was looking straight into Uncle Bob's eyes. He pleaded silently with his Uncle for help, but Bob gestured him to be calm. Emily put her hands on the boy's ass and traced the outline of his sissy panties. "Paul, are you wearing girl's panties?" Emily asked. Paul did not. ” “And how does Donna feel about this?” Zack asked, “I mean, she doesn’t know me.” “I’ve already talked to her about it, and she’s okay with it. Just make sure you give her an orgasm before you come, I know you can do it. You hold back for me all the time.” “If it means so much to you, I’ll do it, Jill, for you.” “Donna will appreciate it, and I will really appreciate it. Maybe I’ll let you play with my ass for doing this for us. I know you’ve been wanting to do that.” “It’s a deal!” Zack. I also did all the usual girl stuff too but was careful not to break my hymen. I learned that if my thingie was not totally hard it would bend down and I could rub it up and down the length of my slit. I was now 12 years old and my body was growing rapidly and so was my thingie. It was now a bit over four inches long and about 5/8 inch in diameter. Since both the head of my thingie and my vulva were very sensitive, it felt really good to rub them together. At that stage neither part secreted. They look like any two guys that are out cruising a club trying to get laid. The room was full of them and they were all pretty much interchangeable as far as I could tell.I'm not sure why I didn't just finish my beer and leave. It may be that I wanted to make sure she didn't get hurt. I'm embarrassed to admit that might not be a totally honest answer. I'm afraid that the honest answer is that it was much more likely that I wanted to see her get just a little payback.I ordered another beer and.