I realized that myface and ass must look that way too.A sharp knock came through the shower door, then Jo's voice over theroar of the water, "Come out... care out, however you are!" he sang.I turned off the water and hesitantly stepped out, shivering anddripping, into a blast of hot air as Jo and Cynthia fired hair dryers atme."Sorry, no towels here!" smiled Jo."This is much more fun, anyway!" Cynthia giggled and turned her dryer onmy private parts "Or 'would you rather have Mr. Jo blow dry you. Emma was a spinster, a friend of mothers who often baby sat me over the years, she was the closest person outside of our family who knew how I was treated and the restrictions that were placed on me at home. I felt I could trust her, I could tell her my woes and she would keep whatever I told her to herself, she was a great comfort to me growing up.By the time I was 19 I was away from home at university and it felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders, I was away from mother's direct. She positioned its thickrubber in front of her cock before unrolling the strangely thick condomover her entire erection. Slowly and sensually she massaged her erectioninto the tight hold of the condom. For a moment she tried to pull itloose softly but it wouldn't budge at all. Another glance in the mirrornow. Her perfect, flawless D-cup breasts were a massive contrast to therubber-encased erection hanging down below. With a confident smirk sheslapped her own ass, reveling in the soft sting of. I'm not surethese are due compensation for what I've lost 'down there'." Well, when you try having a wank (teehee!) you might realise we've lostabsolutely nothing 'down there'" But what about periods and babies? Aren't you scared of that, too?" Yes, of course, Angie, but it's part of the deal, isn't it? I've evencaught myself looking at babies and feeling 'broody', and that was afteryesterday's episode, when I was a man again." Oh Ruth, you're really sold on this, aren't you? I almost wish I.