Time stood still. Abigail couldn’t breathe.After guiding Abigail to stand before Kurt, Steph sat beside him, slid her fingernails from his chest, ac...oss his belly, along his hip, and her fingers slowly enfolded his cock.“If you join,” Steph said, as she held Kurt’s thick cock, “you could do this, too.”Abigail was paralyzed and desirous and ... and, she realized .... jealous. She shouldn’t feel this way. It was something she had never allowed herself to feel before.“Looks so good, doesn’t it?”. Becky licked around the head of his dick apparently not too upset with his foul language.Becky was surprised with herself. This was not something she had ever considered doing. She was licking her husband's thingy. The thing he peed from. His penis. It was dirty and made her feel cheap. Still, Pete seemed to be enjoying it very much and she expected his little penis to squirt soon. Little? It was 6 inches, not little. Where had that come from? Where had the idea to do this in the first place. Always before, she had left me in the middle of the night to go home to her husband. Now, and forever, she would still be in my bed when I woke up.I loved her very much, but she was still my slave, and as I woke up I felt the need for her to do her morning chores. I extracted myself, making her start to stir and reach for me, but as soon as I was free I pushed her head down to my crotch. Her mouth opened to accept my dick, and as soon as I thought it safe I started to piss, as slowly as I. " Yes Mommy," Carol said."Good girl, baby Carol," Miss Boyl said as she began driving back to therental house.Carol was becoming easier and easier to manipulate as Miss Boyl helpedher back into the crib."Lay down dear, I want you to listen to something..." Miss Boyl fittedsome headphones over the sissy's head, and by adding a bonnet, theheadphones held in place."These are tapes that will help you to become more of a sissy baby, andyou will be listening to them on a daily basis." But, Miss Boyl,.