I took one nipple in my mouth and sucked."Uuuuuugh," Stacia said, grinding her pussy against my cock. Her pussy lips were wet and slippery and so soft... I probably could have cum just doing that since I was basically masturbating with her pussy.But I didn't want to cum outside her pussy. Stacia must have read my mind when she said, "Fuck my ass, Uncle Mike."Only problem was that I didn't have any lube. We used the soap in the shower yesterday for lube. I didn't want to just depend on our natural. It hit mid thigh, and Katiesmiled."I like that, and I could probably have it modified so that I can lockyou in it." I grinned at her; I liked the idea of her locking me in myclothes and having the keys. We wandered around for a bit, and I saw ashort jumper that looked like overalls. Jen had a pair of overalls and Ithink I wore them more than she did. I took it off of the rack and heldit out so Katie could see it."That would be cute for every day wear, speaking of which we need to getyou some. Suzanne…as I now realized expected to be satisfied quickly…she was pushing the dildo deeper into her pussy...but except for the lube there was no copius production of female wetness. She squeezed her generous boobs through her clothes…Tom appeared transfixed by her performance. But was not getting aroused quickly enough for Suzanne…Finally in frustration Suzanne exclaimed: “Tom I always suspected you were queer…and this proves it…but I know how to get what I want...” She stormed up to. She staggered back and fell to her knees. The pain throbbed fiercely in her bruised cheek. Each finger of the glove had left its own mark. She glared at him, hatred flaring in her eyes. She didn't have to act. The girl actually felt it."So the French bitch hates me, now. Good. I think I prefer it that way."He discarded his gloves and began undoing his belt. The elaborate harness crossed his chest and was fastened front and back. He managed to get out of it in record time.He advanced on her, the.