My penis certainly liked it. My flat nipples were on fire. Therewas an itch deep in my butt; I was afraid of what it might take toscratch it..Damn it,...it felt right. The dress felt great, and the underwear was likeangels stroking your body. Even with tissues, I liked the outline ofbreasts on my chest. And Monica was right. When she mentioned men, I wasso sexually excited I wanted to touch myself. If I had had these thoughtsbefore, I had repressed them. But the weight of a man's cock. She moaned when I pushed too deep but didn't stop me from trying.“Doesn’t a real one feel better than a silicon one?” Emma asked.Emily couldn’t answer because she was gagging on my cock in her throat. I’d forced it passed her tongue and all the way down until her nose was pressed against my stomach.“Agh! Agh!” she gagged and I let her pull away to cough.Then I turned back to Emma and she immediately let me push my cock down her throat.“Agh!” she gagged, but let me keep it there until I started. Despite his best efforts, only a flash of white light and a shower of sparks shot weakly from the end of his wand.Although he had certainly grown more confident in his ability to wield magic over this past year, this particular spell continued to elude him, somewhat to his embarrassment. He tried again, but yielded the same results. A soft voice from behind startled him. "Are you sure you are thinking happy thoughts?"He spun around "Oh, hi Luna" he said, seeing her leaning against a wall just. "Morry went down on one knee and bent over, more or less to Esther's eye level. "But darling," he said, "our guests have just arrived. We don't want to be impolite, do we?" No, Daddy," she replied seriously."I'll get them a drink, and then you can play. OK?"Morry was as good as his word, and we three soon had drinks in our hands. We accompanied Rachel and Morry into the kitchen. Rachel made appropriate sounds about the flowers, while Morry was quite appreciative of the wine. I explained that.