He slipped her shirt down her shoulders. His hands shook and he had to grasp them together for a moment. Could this be nothing but a dream? With both ...ands, he found the clasp of her bra. It fell away, and Michael gaped when Kathy’s champagne goblet breasts glistened in the yellow light. They were textbook perfect. Soft, pert, and as smooth as the finest silk. Instinctually, he lowered his lips and with the softest touch, kissed the top of her breasts. Kathy rose on tiptoes. Her grip around. She was lustful and hungry, desperate for more as she tongue explored my mouth and rubbed up against mine. She cried as she did and I felt her hand on my cock guiding it. Putting in a moist, warm, slippery place.I gently pushed it all the way into her, darts of extreme ecstasy shooting out from my cock. She groaned, and exhaled deeply and breaking our kiss. She looked into my eyes, and blinked slowly."Go on," she whispered and I plunged it in again, rocking back and forth against her. I felt. His crying dropped into a smothered hum, and this became quieterstill when the doctor spread a folded silk scarf over his mouth, makinghim white and helpless from his nose down. The petticoat was hip length,the bottom six inches a mass of ruffled lacework. "Your baby will needanother petti, Mummy," she said with an ironic grin. A second petticoatappeared into the air, lighter and more airy than the first, in layers ofsilk and chiffon. His hands were held up to meet it and it dropped overhim. As. I looked at it, but wasn’t sure how it would fit. It was way too big for my little cock.I gave it back and said that it didn’t fit. “What?”, he said with shock in his voice. Once again, he looked through the hole at me and then caught a glimpse of my miniscule and pathetic cock.“Can I come to your stall?”, he asked.“Sure. But don’t you think we’ll get caught?” I asked him hesitantly.“I doubt it.” he said. “Besides, no one ever comes to this bathroom when they have the locker rooms.” I unlocked.