They had been with me from the beginning, the first women to permanently share me, and I never forgot that fact. I was proud and happy to walk out in ...ublic with them, with my other wives as well, with my grown offspring, my boy-toys, and any friends that I had. People recognized Ninve and Sandra, just as they knew me on sight.I often walked around the town, holding hands with my family, whether my lionesses, as I also called them, or my first official wife, Cherry, and my step daughter, Nydia. I will do virtually anything to please him and that brings us both phenomenal delight.In each alternating walk for him, he has me tuck my hardness between my legs to create the illusion that I am all female. As awkward as it is with a ragingly hard erection, walking this way only stimulates me more. In the mirror my soft body looks like that of a cute, slim, yet boyishly perfect, feminine girl. I certainly feel the wonder of believing and imagining that I am an almost purely female girl.He is. As he picked her up Michelle was like a giddy school k** and suggested they have fun before they get to Chris’s place, he pulled down a country lane and into a wooded area climbing into the back Chris got his cock out and Michelle straddled him, she wasn’t wearing panties and slowly lowered herself onto his rigid rod, as she started to ride him they kissed, and Chris got her tits out sucking on her nipples Michelle orgasmed loudly his cock coated in her juices, he could feel his balls start to. " My throat had suddenly become dry and for once I was tongue tied, but I somehow managed to say something in reply. He sat down next to me. "Well gentlemen, and Julia, we're all here so let's kick off. First agenda item is minutes of the last meeting and matters arising." We spent an eternity just on that first item. But all that time I was so conscious of Marcus' eyes on me exploring me: down my neck, over my blouse, across my skirt, down my sheer black nylons to my black high heels. I could.