“Show them what you’ve got or we will have to tell your wife what’s been going on today”. The embarrassment of the sitation had tunred me on e...en more. “Drooling over girls almost 20 years younger than yourself? You’re a dirty man, aren’t you”. “Yeah, come on,” Jullie said firmly. “Wank that hard dick of yours, and cum for us. Show us how much you appreciated staring us in our bikinis. You were fanasizing about our young, tight bodies, weren’t you?”. I gave it a few tentative tugs, but as red. &, being of whom was getting pretty much like so fed up with living a secretive lifestyle preference, & not really much getting that being of the fringe benefits of doing so as in not getting that being of the chance to possibly put on my labcoat, & then likewise possibly experiment with the many different races of born, & raised female persons representing the opposite sex being of grown, adult women from likewise whatsoever walks of life, factions of society, or lifestyle preferences being of. "You want more? More like what me and your foster sister gave you, on your first day here?" she then asked."Yes! oh god yes!" I groaned excitedly as she continued to stroke my cock."Good" she then said, before she let go of my cock, stood up, and turned to walk away."If you want more, then get up and go to college!" she then said heading for the door "You know the rules young man!"I groaned in frustration as my foster mother left me with the hardest dick I have ever had, then reluctantly got up. The store owner visioned himself as an artist, and admittedly very good with a brush and canvas. As a matter of fact, he and his friends had established a small club, which assembled every year on the night of Equinox, and organized a costume festival in an old stone circle up on the hill. The Equinox was tonight, and all was arranged. There would be roughly 50 people there, all males, and every year they had to bring a lady as a companion. Unfortunately, he still had none, so he had to go.