Well, not that way. Well, that way, but later.So, Jill and I went to visit Tana. I can’t really describe what she did, but she gave a lot more body,...and a little wave, to Jill’s hair. Afterwards, it wasn’t quite a mane, but it reminded me of Gloria Steinem’s best look. Tana put Jill into a slip dress that did well in matching my mental image. It was short, and in a satiny deep blue-gray that set off her eyes and complemented her hair. Lacy side panels gave a hot glimpse of taut hips and waist.. We stood close together and our boobs bulldozed together, but our lips failed to touch. We both felt each other's breaths and nothing was said. I stood a mere six inches taller than her and my arms eventually swathe around her. Her arms followed and her head rested on my shoulder. A little bit of moisture was felt right on it coming from her eyes. "Don't cry, sweetie. We just love each other in very odd and morally wrong ways." We hugged each other for another five minutes and she let go of me.. I don't know how to incorporate images and such into the mix let alone have a program for someone speaking the words. You love femininityYou adore femininityWhen you see femininity it turns you onYou want to be feminineYou have strong desires to be feminineYou are feminineSay I want to be feminineYOU ARE A SUBMISSIVE SISSY SLUTYou love lingerieYou adore lingerieWhen you see lingerie it turns you onYou want to wear lingerieYou have strong desires to wear lingerieYou will wear lingerieSay I want. .you could...you know....help me out man?I told him of course and not to worry. So I went down on his dick. Big fat, beer can thick dick ...which he previously told me was really thick and asked me if I thought that was a good size, below average, above etc. His dick was leaking precum like a broke down faucet from 1939! I was like, damn! His dick was throbbing, and hard as a rock. It couldn't be any thicker, harder, full of blood and forbidden fantasies he had denied for years.I licked his.