I was fortunate to have such willing subjects. I solicited some assistance from the two nearest women who were obviously caught up in the scene. They...had been mesmerized in the scenario played out before them, and were oblivious to anybody else in the room. Each one of them had either reached inside their clothing to stroke or fondle themselves, or had gone the next step and dropped whatever they were wearing to further facilitate their ministrations. Of the two, one was naked and the other. You told your lover that you merely had a bad dream, and the both of you had a nightly snack to lighten the mood.The next morning, you could swear you heard a cackle coming from somewhere deep within the forest just as you were about to leave the area...A week has passed since then.The trip now being but a curious memory, you're coming home from work, about halfway between the bus stop and your place. You occasionally glance at the full moon behind you, which has arisen unusually early in the. " We won't." Now, first, we have the signing competition. What's Samantha going tosing?" Oh. 'Harden my Heart'? The old Quarterflash song?" It's okay. Up-tempo. Strong. Familiar but not too familiar." I sing it at home with Lucy." Of course you do, Samantha. Now, did you bring your cock cage?" My...what?" Samantha is a girl, Mrs. Bailey. She doesn't have a cock cage" Bollocks," she said. "Sam was born a boy, and you and I both know it.It's okay. These days, there are a lot of boy beauty. It felt great to be completely felt all over. Men would focus on my breasts and my pussy, but not him.He simply couldn't get enough of my legs in pantyhose. At one point I started to take them off, he quickly grabbed my wrist and said "please keep them on, please." I was on my back and he got in between my legs to lick me through the pantyhose, but he put his face down there and then grabbed my legs and squeezed them together so his head was being crushed. I could hear him whimper and moan with.