I truly loved being sexually used as the woman I so longed I had been born as. I felt hands running up my nylon covered leg up under my skirt. I felt ...nother slip down my blouse an under my bra and begin pinching and pulling my nipples. Suddenly the hand under my skirt ran across my tucked crouch and then between my legs pushing between the leather of the sling and my bare ass. I was by then a wither mass of flesh wanting more, much more.The hands under my blouse pull out and away and I heard. Susan reached over and started working, what I would later learn was a vibrator, slowly in and out of Kim ass.I had Cummm twice in a very short time, but my 15 year old cock never got soft. The sight of Susan working that thing in our sisters pink asshole kept me hard and jacking. Susan looked over her shoulder at me and mouthed the word "watch" and winked. Susan stopped what she was doing and pulled both of Kim's hands back on her own ass cheeks Kim pulled them open wide, giving me a great. “Eight hundred miles at least,” I told him.“Is that the new PRC-74?”“I’ve never seen the PRC-74,” I informed him, “but it wasn’t called that at the school.”“Is it a new Collins? You said that it had SSB.”“No, I don’t think so. It doesn’t have a manufacture’s name plate. The people at the school would say very little about where it was made or what designation it had. It was always referred to as ‘the Radio’. They seemed to be afraid to say much about it. Security there was tight. I mean really. I knew from the past Jan liked it made that way. Then I put the cups on a tray with some chocolate biscuits and joined Jan in the living room.She was sitting, relaxed on the sofa watching the T.V.Jan took her tea and a biscuit; she then gently nibbled on it silently for a while. I could see she had something on her mind so I just waited for her to tell me.“Can I ask you a question Jim, but only if you don’t tell anyone what we talk about. I must ask someone and its got to be a man, but one I.