I could tell that he was still holding back thinking that there is no way that I wanted him to finish in my mouth. He could only last so long against ...ow I was making him feel. Finally he moaned loudly as his body won out and relaxed his muscles. I could feel him throb as his cum came racing up his cock and into my waiting mouth. I kept bobbing as deeply as I dared as spurt after spurt came shooting out of his cock. It seemed like it would never stop. There was so much cum that between his cock. Still, this was much too dangerous to be ignored.We ate a second bowl of frozen custard and sat down to review the case files to look for a common denominator or event, but we couldn't find one. The victims varied by age, sex and economics; the lawyers, students, housewives, construction workers, carpet layers apparently all did their normal weekend routines. Not all of their past steps could be traced but no single activity or restaurant could be pin-pointed as the root cause.If someone was. Madame removed one modest sizedtaffeta and net petticoat, and asked him to step into it and pull it upabout his corset-slimmed waist.After Peter secured it on his waist, euphoria came overcame him. Puttinghis hands down to pat its raised sides was just heavenly. He imaginedhow a pretty frilly silk or satin skirt or dress would look over thecloud of puffy fluff and swooned."Yes, Prissy, all sissies adore their petticoats," cooed MadameD'Horscourt. "Now, let's get with it the practice."After. She was right. And relieved from the feeling of that her sister would oppose this game, Stina again felt the blood flow through her vagina's labia and assumed that she thereby could expand it openly even among family members - perhaps even from now on, she figured thereby showed of her own so that there would be no problem between them.Lisa sister giggled a little, and stroke her little wet vagina a few times with light strokes. She felt her clitoris rise again and then felt expanded enough.