That’s when he said that I shouldn’t be wasting my time sucking on a rubber dildo when there was two perfectly good cocks there. I started to prot...st when he said that if I wanted to dress like a woman that I should be treated like one. That’s when he unzipped his fly and hauled out a fat wrinkly cock that was at least five inches long and two and a half inches around and still completely flaccid. By far the biggest cock that I had ever seen. He grabbed my wig and pulled me to him. He pushed me. In real life I flutter my fingers over my vulva, feeling it slowly open. He licks from the bottom up, as my finger mimics in real life. Then I swirl around my clit, imagining that my finger is his tongue. He swirls his tongue around my clit slowly, gently. Then he starts back from the bottom, curling upwards slowly, making sure I feel every single sensation as he makes his way up. He’s attentive that way. He does this one more time then flicks his tongue on the underside of my clit, listening. Jackson would wander over once or twice a week, usually when we were planning to go out somewhere, and fill in. Sometimes, he would get lucky -- usually with Bridgette. We continued to go to Frederick's with the guys and what Chet, in particular, didn't know about Jackson's comings and goings didn't hurt him. Once everybody got comfortable, I pushed things a bit, because it was my job, and that brought us to a certain Thursday night when the girls, more or less relieved of the pressure of. “Oh! Miss Stephens.” Sue laughed as she followed. Bob was puzzled but assumed that was Anita’s surname.Bob had waited in the lounge for ages, stomach growling with a cup of tea in hand, watching some inane TV film until finally, the two ladies were ready. They looked lovely in their new purchases. They coaxed Bob out of his couch and three walked up the hill along the cliff to a hotel with views over the ocean.Being relatively early, they could get seats by the window to appreciate the view..