This was the first time I had dressed in nine years! The dressing went fine. I remembered how to put on a bra, then remembered to adjust the straps so...the prosthetics sat over my own breast tissue properly. I slipped on the dress and the jacket and checked the mirror. Not bad from the neck down! Need to lose a couple of pounds, but ok. Let me take a moment to tell you about the feelings involved here. Nine years earlier the sliding on of pantyhose, the hooking of a bra and the slipping into a. The sort of sex you want yourself but never admit or ask for. Yet if it ever started on your body you would never want it to stop. You want the tramp to feel as good and as cheap as you do. You want her to do this and more to you in a minute. You want the finger fuck of your own life too.You see Georgia’s girly hole dripping femcum out of her finger fucked crevice. You watch your fingers doing their beautiful dirty work. Shit the girl is stretched. Shit the girl is at her cunts capacity for. I hoped off the bench and ripped his overalls off, pulling down his trousers and took his huge cock in my hand, I licked the tip of his cock, gazing up at him to see his reaction, then pressed his cock up against him and licked from balls to tip, before going back down again and sucking his balls, using my tongue to caress them. I then put my lips round his cock, letting my mouth slide right down onto it, taking it as far as I could into my mouth, using my hand to wank him as I sucked him, my. Another biker, walked by and said “Butch” let’s see your bitch, he signaled her to get up and turn around. Debbie obliged and smiled as she stood up and displayed her tight small body to this stranger. Butch said “go ahead feel her up” and with that he put his hands on my wife’s small breasts and rubbed her nipples which were fully erect. Butch then said to his friend “watch this”, he grabbed my wife’s shoulders and put his cock head right over her mouth as he vigorously stroked it. I knew.