“Look, do you have another of those things?” Things? Oh, rubbers. Yes, he did. Did she want another go? The thought hardened his cock. He wasn’t...sure how well he would perform this soon, though. The part which would be called on to do the performing felt real sure.“Yes? Yes, I do.”“Do you want to use it?” Now, she was putting the burden on him.“Always. Do you want?”“I’m willing.” Having started the discussion, she was backing off. Well, he always said he’d prefer to be the pursuer.“I’d prefer. "What's your pleasure, my friend?" "I don't want to suck it." "I understand, Beth. No oral. It's already hard and it won't go soft. I want this to be helpful to you. How do you want me?" "How about on your back. My husband was big. Tall and fat really. I rode him... on top." "Cowgirl. And you liked that?" "Yes." "Mount up, little lady." She laughs. "That's exactly what he used to say. Oh god, I miss him so." She straddles me and slowly slips my cock into her tiny pussy, working her hips around. "This must be what it's like to watch a Super Bowl in a domed stadium," Chris offered. I smiled as the obligatory chant began."Liz! Liz! Liz!" started somewhere in the left field stands and continued until every voice in attendance seemed to be yelling the words in unison. I saw the door open and Liz come out. She would slip under the stage and then ride a lift upward after the first line of her opening number arrived.She wore a broad smile and she unconsciously bobbed her head in time with the. The Mall provided the costumes, unfortunately, they thought that I was agirl and gave me the girl's costume of green skirted leotard, redpantyhose, green elf shoes, and cap with a red elf belt. Since therewere no boy's costumes, I went as a girl and won. What I wasn'texpecting was to like it, nor have people see me as a girl. I went tosleep that night, still in costume and when I got up, asked Momma if Icould stay a girl.[-][+][-]Momma cried a bit and smiled, "Sandy Lynn Franks, I knew that.