His chest was alabaster pure, like his face, but little tufts of dirty-blond hair crowned his tits, and made a line down his belly to his pubes. These...were full and hung out with his cock and balls from the front of his open cords. He said all soft, like in admiration: "I knew it; you're gay."I bent down to tongue his nipples. They both grew erect. He moaned and his hands explored my back on top of my shirt. I kissed his chest and reached back to take him gently by the fingers. I licked hard. After the bath I applied some of the body lotion of the same scent,rubbing it all over my smooth body. I then went to my lingerie box andchose a lace, cream colored demi bra and matching g-string panty. Iwent to my stack of papers I printed off the internet and found the oneshowing how to tuck your package. After some minor pain, I goteverything tucked and taped away and slipped on the panties. I thentook the bra and slipped it on, putting the breast forms into the cups,which gave me some. His freshly cut gelled back pompadour raven-hair looked amazing. He rubbed his razor-fade sides. The five-eight stocky dude hopped in his red 4-door Chevy Silverado 1500 pickup truck that had limo tint all around. He was headed off the law office. The huge exhaust pipe roared as he cranked up his macho truck. He pressed the pedal with his black pointy-toe Mexican El Malcreado deer-skin ‘botas’, or boots in English. The brand name basically meant ‘Black sheep of the family’. Unfortunately or. I turned to face Meagan. She had a big grin on her lips. She cupped my face and gave me a quick, almost chase, kiss.“You’re going to be amazing. I’m going to be cheering you on to victory.”“I know,” I said, feeling the nerves beginning.“You should get in there,” she said. “Get pumped with your team.”“Well, I mean, I have to use the girls’ locker room.”“Yeah, but who’s going to be in there?” she asked. “Miss Castellano?”My futa-cock twitched as the older woman’s beautiful face flashed through my.