Alice stroked the front of his panties, he erected and his little sissyprick pushed against the fragile nylon panties. He felt his sissy prickerecting...inside his panties. He became aware that the women had noticedthe tiny bulge in his pink panties, they're derisive mocking laughter."No, oh no please no." he begged.She smiled; years of prostitution had taught her what turned sissieson, she continued to fondle his sissy prick under the nylon.She knew the right words, "Yes Cynthia you are going to. Amelia, stubborn as ever she had been to the many women her father had brought into their house to educate her, was determined not to give up her silent protest. To her mind she was acting like a newly abducted Persephone. ‘Won’t you talk to me?’ he asked. Still she stared at him impassively. ‘What’s your name?’ he asked for the umpteenth time. Still there was no response. Seeing that he seemed to be sailing into the wind, he decided to take another tack. ‘I’m sorry but your mother is dead. I. My husband knocked his door as she momentarily waited until she heard his door open, then started to moved away.A shortish fat man appeared, very portly and very nude under his open house coat dressing gown, displaying a fat cock under an overhanging hairy stomach.I stole a look at again, she had stopped pushing and was looking where I had been, at his fat cock, 'God Moron Felicia', he said in Swedish, I swear I saw his cock twitch at the mention of her name, she smiled an open smile, 'God. I thought so even before you lost weight, but now you are spectacular."The nude woman sat beside the trembling young man on his bed. "Take your shirt off Kenny and lean back, let me treat you the way you should be treated. Relax honey, this won't hurt a bit."Marcia knew that she would have to get the overexcited young man off first, and she thought that a blowjob may be pushing things a bit far for the first night. Maybe Marta could introduce him to fellatio tomorrow. Tonight a hand job would.