I tried to pick them up with my teeth at the very top by the waist elastic, but the way they had dropped to the floor left the wet crotch part stickin... up. I thought that maybe I could flip them over with my chin or nose, but when Emma saw what I was trying to do, she shouted "Hurry up!" and pushed my face down into them.As gross as it was to have my face pushed into my pissy panties, the effect that Emma's dominating attitude was having on me was hard to ignore. I was living out one of my most. But it's one of the things that's veryattractive about you. Not in the sense that you can't take care ofyourself, not a sense of helplessness, but if I had to put my finger onit it's the sense that somehow all of these things are new to you. Idon't mean the job or New York, but the way people react to you and youreact to them. It's like you're suddenly very pleased that you're justone of the girls. It's clearly still exciting for you."You have just discovered that working together we can. As I wobbled Madge bent meover then reached into the back under the pantyhose and panties andfumbled for my genitals. "We can't have any little 'boy' bulges downthere now can we?" she said as she began gathering everything up andbegan to tug. It was painful as she pushed my testicles up inside of me,then she continued working and tugging at my penis until it wasstretched very tightly and tucked up between my buttocks. As Madgetugged my panties and pantyhose back into place I could feel. He was now fully recovered from his injury, and perfectly able to do his task, but after over two weeks of staying indoors at night, he wasn't too happy about having to stay out, and whined to be let into the cellar at first.“Oh come on Soldier – you saw Grey do guard duty last night.” Jenny chastened. “There will be a nice blow job for you in the morning.” she promised. His ears pricked up at the words “blow job”. He knew what that meant. It wasn't too bad for him – Jenny had erected a good.