Who wouldn't respond to a beautiful girl giving you tongue.Except I too was dressed as a girl. Jaz's hands were caressing my body,rubbing my tits. Eve... though they were plastic, just the feel was enoughto excite me. The tongue action continued as I felt my miniskirt beingraised and little "dickie" began to breathe again. Jaz broke for air, andKelly moved in. She was wild, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth.'Wow' I thought, did my dressing up drive her to this state? I shouldreconsider. I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling. Staring at the light fixture, my slight reflection in the metal trim. I begin feeling my lid shutting as I force myself to open again. This time opening both, wide. I pull my hands to my face, rubbing them on each side as I yawn loudly. I stretch my legs as I kick off the blankets. Well ... I try to, my foot seems to tangle into a sheet, giving me a bit of trouble. I sort of kick my feet in a bit of a tantrum until it’s free.Thump.“HEY! I know. It was also clear that the battle as it was unfolding would soon be over."Secure the guns," Pedro barked as the Hawk slipped by the ruined bow of the raider, "and make ready to take on that other ship. Hans plot us a course to intercept. I suspect that ship is making ready to run. Coxswain I want all possible sails. We need more speed."One after another the men at each of the stations shouted their acknowledgement of Pedro's orders. As they did Pedro simply nodded his head and smiled."More. "Bitch," I muttered. I got dressed, imprisoned my cock, and went to the living room to present myself. "I'm done showering and dressing, Mistress." That's fine, have a cup of coffee and then I want you to get busy cleaning up all this mess you made last night. And clean up your dressing room and be sure all the toys are cleaned. And don't take forever. I have plans! While you're cleaning, I'm going home to get dressed." Yes, Mistress," Was all I said. That coffee washing down my throat felt so.