Im thinking it must be 12' long and at least 4' fat. "wow, I like those Lisa" says Uncle Petey. "You want to touch them? I ask. "yes" he says... "GO on touch them "I say. Uncle Petey plays with my tits and I tell him take his pants off. He steps out of his pants and his dick is standing up , sticking out like a small wooden bat from his body. I tell him to lie on the bed. He does and I take some gel and pour over his dick. As Im stroking him, he is moaning and thrusting his. If only he could talk... for if luscious Karen did have a lover tucked out of sight in there, the handsome brute would have to know who it was. Poor Steve, he'd probably fall apart if he ever suspected; that was the usual result when a new young wife or husband was discovered kicking over the traces. And he was such a loveable darling, too! God, how she wanted to get him into bed for an hour or so... and just maybe, this startling event, whatever, or whoever it might be, was going to make that. What the fuck am I going to do?’ she thought to herself. She sat glued to her chair. Her mind was racing a hundred miles an hour. She didn’t know what to do. She felt like puking up her lunch. She knew she couldn’t continue to avoid the issue. She got up from her desk and walked into the restroom. She slowly breathed in and out trying to calm her racing heart. She leaned over the sink and looked up into the mirror staring at her reflection. She stared back at her own brown eyes. She often. "Ooh. She's a cutie isn't she." She walked up to the girl and cupped her chin in her palm. "Oh yes. We shall enjoy playing with this one. I shall call her "Elf"." Her hands moved over her neck and down to her breasts. Elf moaned quietly as long fingernails scraped over her rock-hard nipples. Madame Crystal took each tip between her finger and thumb and pinched, pulled and twisted. "Aargh" squeaked Elf. "Good" crowed Madame Crystal. "The pleasure is for me, the pain for you." She turned to Julie.