You had me. I was ready to give you what you wanted, but all of a sudden you wouldn’t take it. Said it wouldn’t be right.“I was shocked! There w...sn’t a man I knew who would have walked away from me under those circumstances, but you did. A man with principals. Something I never knew existed. I remember you saying if I was yours you would chain me to the bed so I could never get away.”“I recall all of that.”“Did you mean it?”“Of course I did.”“Well I’m not quite ready to be chained to a bed, but. Cully, do you understand me?" Not really, it's inexplicable." To-my-self. "Yes, I do, Girl. I want to watch. I swear it." With a clarity that I did not want mistaken.She freshened her crouch. Girl could do a crouch. Sometimes she'd crouch over me and actually suck the stew out of my scrotum by going up and down on it. "Lay still, boy. Let me try this." She'd exercise her core and trained her snatch to clutch my pole and would just independently work it till it suctioned off. And sometimes she'd. At the same time the old friend was hammering his cock into the cunt of the other girl, not a first-time for either. In fact, it was a very joyous fuck-fest for all. Afterwards, they squared themselves away, our friend again dressed perfectly as a lady, and all went down to the limo for the ride home. But it wasn't wasted. Much tonguing and kissing and loving went on in that limo. Finally, they dropped the ladies off, and the old friend escorted his crossdressing friend home. He escorted him to. His father was now dying of cancer and one of his last wishes was to see the house again.My wife and children were going away to her parents for the weekend and I told him that he and his father would be welcome to stop by on Saturday. They arrived around one o’clock pm and had driven two hours to get here. The old man was well in his eighties and in pretty bad shape. His son was in his early fifties, and a real hunk. He was six foot, four inches, weighing about two hundred twenty pounds. He.