My dick throbbed as Anael moaned, kissing Nikkole’s lips. The angel’s head turned to the side. She moaned, her delicate hands caressing the frozen...girl’s face. I shuddered, my dick slamming hard into Anael’s rump, her skirt rustling. Flesh slapped flesh.My balls swelled. My lusts grew. I squeezed Anael’s firm breasts. I twisted her nipples. She whimpered each time. Her hips swiveled, stirring that silky, hot pussy around my cock. Her juices dribbled over my balls, bathing them in her passionate. .. forever?”Abby looked stunned. It was almost as if she were too stunned to react when I reaffirmed my commitment to marry her. I watched her face reflect the thing going on in her head. It was easy to understand how much difficulty she could be having since it was just a few days ago that she was freezing to death, homeless, filthy, and starving.Finally the clouds of confusion cleared from her face, and she launched herself into my arms, tearing my slacks and shirt off, pleading with me to. A flap, as well as six garters, still hung down from the foundation. The flap's use became apparent as the woman gently pressed his testicles up into their cavity, arranged his small penis back between his legs, and then held everything in place with the flap which snapped to the rear edge of the corset.Satisfied with his emasculation, she teased him by waving a lacy pair of nylon panties in his face. "Aren't these just darling, Trish? Your first panties! What a delightfully feminine. You can have the week in Chicago with me, but then it really does have to be over.”Tears ran down my little sister’s cheeks. I gently wiped them away with my thumbs.“I have one request, Big Brother,” she said softly.“What’s that, Squirt?”“If somehow the opportunity for you and me to be with Jennifer comes about, that we can do that. You, me, and her. I know it’s not likely, but if it does?”“Yes, Squirt. That’s fine. That would qualify as a very special occasion.”She smiled. “Good. I have one.