I even have a Ken doll. He's always worn a tuxedo, but none of my Barbie dolls ever wanted to marry him." Poor Ken." Barbie was always too busy drivin... around in her convertible, or doing some surfing on the beach, or teaching school, or doing some modeling," I finished, both of us laughing hard."Well if by some slim chance we have a girl, it would be a cute thing to hand down," CJ admitted. "How did work take the news?" James didn't know what to say, but he was really affectionate. He gave me. Hot touch ablaze between my legs caressing my vagina.’ I want u’ she whispered.finger fucking me slowly.deeply.her hands moved to my inner thigh.toungue twirling inside up my vagina..laying hot wet kisses in my vagina. Moaning.. I purred. As she massaged my vagina deeper I orgasmed. Smiling. ‘ turn’ she said. Opening to her mouth. We had oral sex over and over. Her massage.. hot. Between my legs made my vagina glow. Rubbing slowly..sliding herself higher higher twisting up my vagina. Hot. I became the laughing stock of the year. I acquired new nicknames, such as; 'Vidal Sassoon', 'Edward scissor hands' and most inventively, 'Queer'. The next day was to be my first and I was determined to find some way to prove to those bastards that what I was doing was worthwhile and somehow, extremely masculine! After being shown round the salon, I was introduced to the members of staff. There was one clearly effeminate male, who overtly bragged to me about his blonde conquests. There was. The way she moved. The way she shuddered. I could feel her need. This woman deserved to have pleasure. To have a young lover that cared about giving her pleasure, not an old husband who had long gotten bored of her body. “Your body needs to be ... pampered. To be pleasured.”I came up on her, looming over her. Her white robe fell over the curve of her rump. She had such a lovely curve to her rear, her figure. She looked at me over her shoulder, a considering gleam in her blue eyes. She turned.