I got a really good view of it as we climbed the short staircase towards the second floor. I could see the firmness of it as he took each step deliber...tely and slowly as if he knew we were watching him. He stopped at the top of the stairs and when I looked up, he just smiled.“It’s just down here,” he said, indicating a room, two doors down.We followed him and waited for him to open the door. We then followed him into his room and as he closed the door, he told us to have a seat and he would be. My bra followed. He pushed me back on the couch and kissed his way down my body stopping at my breasts and playing with my nipples. I was getting wetter by the minute. He continued down my body. His hands hooked in the waistband of my panties and dragged them down over my hips as his kisses reached my pussy. I spread my legs a bit more for him. With his head between my legs he lightly sucked on my clit. Then rolled his tongue around it. I shuddered from the pleasure. As his tongue probed my. "Stop Karen, you've proven your point, please" he pleaded. It was too late, he had crossed a line and there was no way she could forgive him now. "I wish . . ." she started. "Please Karen, stop now please . . ." Alan began to cry as he dropped to his knees. "I wish that you only wanted to wear sexy girl's clothes for the rest of your life." Alan's mind began to betray him as thoughts of which outfits would show off his assets ran through his mind. "I wish that your breasts were C cups." . . have sexual relations with you on a semi-regular basis, though I can understand if your new partner objects ... I’d be willing to include him or her, too, mind you. Oh, and she will take it in the ass, as will I, honey. What do you think? Do you need to ask the girlfriend ... or boyfriend? I can respect that, if you do,” Leslie propositioned me, much to my shock, just as I was stunned at how attractive the notion was to me.“So ... you and I and ... her. Well, there is something that you.