"Geeoooorge!!!" Connie sang the name more than shouted it. The one word song had as much shock in it as it did protest, and was pure music to George's...ears. He smiled.The sissy and his wife just froze in the awe of the moment, the pair of them sporting ridiculous hard-ons juxtaposed against the state of their otherwise feminine appearance."Get on your knees, 'Winnie', and put those lips to good use," George barked, never missing a beat as he continually stroked Connie's now fire hot pussy.. .he'd see over that time just how serious Cindy was.If she'd noticed him, surely she had, standing next to her, she gave no indication, but continued dressing her eyes. Quivering with trepidation and anticipation, he reached over with his free right hand and traced a fingernail down her butt cheek. THAT got her attention: “Ooooh... Daddy's thouchin' me,,, (giggle).” She didn't move, but shivered a bit. One of the responses he'd hoped for... He traced his finger back up be butt cheek:. Then I touched her at the thigh and it was like current passed by me. It was a bad cut so I said that I will go to the medical shop and bring some medication.I went from there straight to my room and jerked off thinking about her. The feeling of her soft breast and the smooth silky thigh was un forgettable. I did my thing and went to the medical shop and brought some first aid kits. While returning I was just thinking that I will get one more chance to see her thigh and touch it also while. "Megan raised her head from between Kathy's black thighs. She didn't make eye contact, just starred off into space, detached. A stray black pube was glued to her cheek and the musty stench of Kathy's muff filled her nostrils and mouth.Kathy stroked her blonde hair as she stared into her ice blue eyes. "You still missin' them football players, snowflake? Ha! Damn! They must've fucked you good. Why don't you ever tell me about 'em?"Megan didn't answer. She just wiped the back of her little hand.