He was in the stall with the door slightly open, his pants down and was jerking his cock. Then I realized he is a transvestite with very large and ver... real tits. I immediately got hard and asked if I could join. She, as I learned she wanted to be referred to, invited me into the stall. She did not have a bra on only a white t-shirt with 34 C tits and large nipples. I started rubbing her tits through her shirt, pulled it up and started sucking her tits hard and aggressively. She cradled my head. I think. However, you should probably back your chair away from the table a bit so we can all see.”Dad shook his head in faux put-upon exasperation, then scooted his chair well away from the table.“This is part of the price you must pay, Charlie, for having two wives and five girlfriends,” Carol said.Sex Slave’s persona cracked a little as Sandy grinned briefly before taking control, again. She carried her bowl and spoon to Dad and got on her knees in front of him.“Master, may I suck your cock. I grabbed my electric bread trimmer and took the trimmer clip off and hadthe blades open and started to trim all of the excess hair off. Thevibrations from the clipper was rather thrilling so close to my vagina andI almost lost myself and found that my other hand had sneaked up to mybreast to start fondling. I stopped myself and continued to clean myselfup down there. That took a few minutes and by the time I was done I wasrewarded with a well trimmed bush. Next came the shaving part. This. Warm breath finds cool air. An ice-blue sky with the flavour of mint. All is texture. Time is a flywheel whirring in reverse, whistling softly. Today I will take the metro, at the same time of course. The wheels will squeak and squeal in just the same way. I will breathe in the people and the scent of their lives. I will get off at Gran Via. The train will slip away, leaving my nose filled with tunnel air, stale and temporary. I will walk to Puerta del Sol, past painted young women offering.