Of course, then Stacey got jealous. I explained I was just being a friend, but she was all snarky and asked if Michael was planning to tell Karen abou... it at the next meeting. It was clear I was going to have to be the adult, so I dragged her back to bed for some extra-special licking -- and snuck back to Michael's room after she fell asleep. I'd felt a little bad about it, because I loved her so much and she was helping me with my "mental game."See, I'd complained about how hard my job was,. "He didn't add to that and just took it all. I saw the man that loved me so much openly take titty abuse, so to speak. He kept his eyes closed, but surely kept a smile plastered all over his face too."You're feeling my jugs, but I have my butt cheeks down there too, so feel them, you're marrying me, and my entire figure comes with the package." May I feel a bit better somewhere else first?" I see no issue with that," I added, grabbing his dick and guiding it to my slit.I stayed on my knees,. I knew there was nothing wrong with her shoe.I wanted to see more, but, when I peaked out the door. There was Vanessa, don't even think about it, she yelled. Not wanting to hear my father's mouth. I closed my door and went back to watching my show.But, my mind kept flashing to Velta out there with no panties. I had to stroke my hard cock until I shot my spunk across the room. Once I got use to the noise, I drifted off to sleep.It had to be around four in the morning when I didn't hear any more. I usually met after work and I would call my sissy to tell him I will be a little late tonight. A good sissy he was as dinner was always ready whatever time I arrived home. My friends would see me out alone and on my way home several hours after work had ended. I know they had their thoughts about what I was doing but no one ever asked me face to face. That is except one person...that was my bff. Linda was my best friend forever. We were more like sisters, and my own sister would call Linda.