He looked like he hesitated, so she leaned up and took his cock back her mouth, this time, sucking and stroking with purpose. He had to put both hands...on her head to steady himself as she sucked and massaged his shaft harder and harder. The slurping sounds she made drove us all crazy, and she bobbed back and forth until nearly all his cock was buried down her throat.She let go of his cock and grabbed his ass cheeks, forcing him deep inside her mouth. He growled and jerked as his balls released. I then had to work out what to use to fill the breast cups with,ended up using two towels,so that the cups were full without being stretched,I then looked in Myras full length mirror,ignoring the fact I was a guy the corselette was holding and sligthly shaping me,so I looked like a huge titted girly boy with my hard cock standing and aching in front of me.I could not stop touching the corselette rubbing my hands over my hips and butt,over my belly and up to the huge fake titties,felt that at. ’ My father looked aghast at this presumption. ‘ Mr. Smith. There is no discourtesy here. Your daughter allowed me to help with the measurements. Being an apprentice to your trade, so to speak, I insisted that she call me Rupert.’ He could see that my father was not happy with that and went on quickly. ‘Ah! I see you have brought some samples. What would you suggest, Mr. Smith. As I have no talent with furnishings I must concede to your superior knowledge.’ He easily diverted my father’s. Oh no, not dress up.” “Please,” She was down on the floor now rolling around. “And” she added, “doll making - like pinnocchio.” What I remembered was my little sister doing whatever she wanted with me, picking out my clothes dressing me up. She Loved it, I never told her, but I thought it was pretty stupid.“Come on in here, in here,” and she had me by the arm. “You are in pieces.” “Yeah, I feel like that all right.” We were in her room now. “No a doll, you are all in pieces and I have to put.