" You--you wanted me to pass out? Why??"Chuck smiled. "For you...for me. I guess I'm not ready to lay a boyyet, even gorgeous guys whose pretty heads ...ren't screwed onstraight."I felt a funny slight and a insult, yet that too seemed to mellowand I felt strangely abashed, as though realizing a bad dreamawaken. "Oh Jesus..." I softly swore at myself.Chuck smiled. "Hey, I got sucked in too. A swarmy winter fantasy,cuddled up all alone in the snowy woods, hot spiked cider and thewhiff of hotter sex. They spill themselves into your hands, thrusting hard into your palms, my hard nipples seeking attention. You lower your head to one of them while your fingers torment the other.I clutch my hand into your hair, holding you against me as my other hand slips into my pants, teasing over my wet clit, in between my petals, circling my opening before slipping two fingers inside. I find my g-spot and begin to stroke over the swollen ridge. My breath quickens and I gasp out your name. You grip my wrist. She would wash her pussy again and then get up to dry off.I could now see her front completely now, her tits down to her trimmed pussy. She would dry off and step out of the tub. Then she would feel her titties over good, I now figure checking for lumps. She would hang her towel up and then bend over the tub to clean it out. This afforded me a great shot of her behind and when she spread her legs just enough, I could get a fairly good view of her pussy lips and her asshole. I had only seen. Their sissies were mortified."Well, done my little flowers. Well done indeed!" enthused a woman knownas Auntie Adelaide, who was seated in front. "You may all assume aproper dance rest position. Now mind your form, my dears."Once all four came down on the feet again and pointed their right footat and angle to their left foot, the woman continued, "Wilhelmina, dear,I think the candy is ready for your little darling to sample. "Wally, please be a dear and prepare the sissy for his yummy.