He tried to breath deeply, but couldn't.The whole clan was dressed to the nines, even Mistress Satin. Shewore a short dress of kid suede, shorty boots... dynamic makeup. Mandywore see through. She was dressed as a whore, showing her littletits, corset, stockings and mincing in seven inch heels, barely ableto walk the hall.Pink wore, unexpectedly blue leather. Short skirt, short tank top.The pink she wore was from a fluorescent marker. Pink lines snaked upher wrists and arms and legs and face.. The rain was pouring relentless, so we figured we would put our time to good use for some role play.Peter started to gather up the props and set the scene. After closing the curtains, unhooking the phoneI went to the living room and anxiously waited for the "doctor" to call me. I could hardly wait to see what Peter had in mind and started to get nervous, just like I do when I consult my real gynacologist!Then the door opened. There stood Peter in a white lab coat with a stetoscope hanging from. "I want to", she said as she looked right into my eyes I haven't had any in a week and she knew I was hurting. I could see her face lit up by the light shining in my window as she knelt before me the modesty she had before had long since vanished. She took me deep into her warm mouth, I threw my head back closing my eyes and breathed. "OHHHHH, GOD THAT FEELS GOOD", I quietly moaned. She slowly withdrew while letting her tongue glide along the bottom of my swollen shaft. I looked down just as. " I heard that."Sera raised his eyebrows and muttered silently to himself, poking at his latest canvas with one booted toe. It was another one of Thomas, naked and raw, stretched out on his back eyes closed. Beautiful. Sera was considering keeping it but he was getting popular now, he couldn't much afford to hold any work back. Some of his paintings had been bought up by a London art dealer, with any luck, Sera was on his way to a little bit of fame and riches.The bathroom door opened and Sera.