They had their arms around each other, lucky man. I saw what seemed to be familiar photo so I picked it up and looked at it closely. It was a photo of...Maggie and me. It was a photo that was taken at the first beach party we went to. I think that Harry or Didi took it. We had our arms around each other, our cheeks pressed together and we were giving goofy smiles to the camera. Why the fuck did she have that. As I put it back I saw that there was another framed photo. It was a silver frame with. I worked my way down her back and around each side. Rolling her gently to her left, I grasped and kneaded her right breast. Then, rolling her to the right, I repeated my ministrations, to her left breast. Rolling her back to her stomach, I worked the muscles of the small of her back, and of her buttocks. As I worked, I enjoyed the frottage of my penis rubbing between the cheeks of Erin’s ass. I dribbled lotion in the crack of her ass, and watched it dribble down over her rosebud. As I worked. . You never see “Sister Boy”?” He asked in a fair English accent. “Sorry...Er No!” I answered truthfully. “Have tits from hormone injection, but stil have cock!” he explained. As I took in his beautiful made up face and well filled bust on his dress I was fascinated by such a creature. “Would you rike to be my boyfriend?” he asked. “Can I see your tits then?” I asked as we were on our own. He easily lowered the bosom of his dress to reveal small yet perfectly formed breasts with puffy nipples.. Soon she was forced onto a soft surface ropes pulling her arms and legs apart spreading her before this monster.He stood away from her looking at his prize tied their on his bed blindfolded and gagged, completely helpless. As he looked he started wondering what to do her his little toy, spread out completely for him. Casually reaching down and he starts to roughly massage her tits, every so often, his hands would viciously pinches her nipples as he contemplated what to do with this vision of.