"Then slip these on for decencies sake!" shesaid, handing me a pair of plain, black, cotton knickers. Somewhatshamefacedly I did as she asked and, in ... couple of minutes stood beforeher and Annie squirming internally with embarrassment.Doreen however, was entirely matter of fact. Putting on a pair ofspectacles, she wrapped a short corset round my waist and tugged it intoplace. "A woman's waistline is higher up the torso than a man's," sheexplained as she fastened the front busk and started. She moaned and arched her back, moving around in the bed. Soon, her eyes began to flutter open. ‘A feather moment,’ she said, not as a question but as a simple statement. He just smiled and continued with the feather. Quickly, her eyes grew heated with desire and lust. Her tongue darted out to moisten her lower and top lips. It trailed over the bottom, the wetness glistening. His eyes were glued to her tongue and lips, the feather falling to her thighs. She gasped and he blinked back from. . push harder!"She finally took the hint and slowly let her finger tip slip into my ass. It felt great! Without any direction or coaxing she slipped it right onto my prostate and began to massage it. A few minutes later I could feel a little pre-cum dripping out. I guess she noticed it too and wiped the tip clean. I dropped my cock and grabbed the table to hold onto as she stroked my prostate with even more pressure.“I see you penis like what I do? Yes?"“Yes, yes ... keep doing it” I begged. Could we just continue to play 'dress-up' and let it go at that? Yes, but I knew my husband and myself well enough to know we would quickly tire of the contrived, make-believe atmosphere. We both adored fantasy fulfillment but craved it in a real, physical sense. Neither of us would be satisfied until this fantasy 'girl' could be manifested in the flesh in a truly believable way.I would have to tread a very fine line. This was something Danny wanted; every instinct I had screamed it. I was in a.