We then stand for a while just looking at each other. Would we still go through with this? What about our partners? I look at Holly again and see what...a tremendous figure she has for a 57 year old, with such a trim belly. She must have thought something similar as she moves her hands to undo her blouse. My moment of hesitation has gone, I step forward and stop her. Nobody is going to unwrap my presents for me.I brush her hands away and slowly undo the buttons myself. Pulling out the bottom of. She took a step back to composeherself a bit. "You are such a good sissy. My sissy. My good sissy.And a good sissy gets a good reward. Would you like that, girl?" Sheasked well knowing my answer."Oh yes, please Mistress! Please!" I ached for this and she knew it.She smiled and then took my caged sissy stick in her hand. She reachedinto her cleavage and pulled the key to the cage's lock out from inbetween her beautiful breasts. With deft hands she'd clicked itunlocked and then slid it. His lips were still bereft of material existence when she tentatively planted hers on them, feeling how his soft pout snapped into existence at her contact. He kissed her back gently.Parting again, she observed, with great fascination, a thin thread of the immaterial ectoplasm clinging between them, getting thinner as she slightly moved away and finally snapping back to his lips, creating a ripple of waves over his face like a drop of water falling into a glass.Brad looked back at her, his face. " She then pulled off of him and left his car.He arrived at seven and was excited as he knew she was erotic and wild. This evening was going to be exciting. He was game for anything she would do to him. She met him at the door with deep sexy kisses which heated him up fast. She was wearing just a sexy bra and skimpy thong. "We need to undress you" she told him and then began to strip him. She removed his shirt and sucked his nipples pinching them. Then she removed his pants and underwear and.