I said, “I dont know what we will do but I would rather let the atmosphere around us decide how the things will turn out.” She said “ok.” But ...ater she denied meeting up. After many “pleases” and persuasions she agreed. The idea was to let know that I was not a bad guy (and I am actually not). The location to meet was decided to be a mall. We went to a mall nearby our office on a weekday and that was the first day I saw her.She was fair, and yes with all her make up she was looking beautiful as. If you have followed along with any of my escapades, you know that Tuesday is my day of play. Katie and Reagan set me free to have whatever fun I want, letting me push whatever limits I choose. In the meantime, they engage in their own fun between each other, but sometimes inviting others of our girl friends to the fun. Aside from a few *********** days -- birthdays, our wedding anniversary, Christmas Eve -- if it is a Tuesday night I am not typically allowed to join them. It is their. I knew these men all had wives, c***dren and some withgrandc***dren.I would sometimes sit for a few minutes close enough to listen to some ofthem talking about sex with their wives. I used to hear that many of thewives never gave head, many wouldn't even touch their cocks, while some ofthe others would talk openly about their big cocks and how they made theirwives submit to their sexual needs. I was secretly attracted to all of them but the two oldest I used to have fantasies about, but I was. . to look like a man.”Mason wasn’t sure if Emily had just scolded him for being naughty or if she was giving him useful advice what she expected of him. After all, she was his big sister always looking out for him. She, on the other hand, didn’t want him to be walking around the house today with a limp cock. She wanted him to save his vitality and virility for her.“You should wash your face and comb your hair,” she continued with her sisterly advice. “Breakfast is already waiting.”Emily hurried.