She was an hourglass with tits you could get lost in. Her hair was long and dripping wet over her white, now see through blouse. The buttons struggled...to stay closed as her round bust engulged her upper body. Kate scaled down her body to her tight, thigh split pencil skirtt. It was so hugging, as she turned you could see the crack of her fine volumtuous ass through the figure hugging material. As Kate checked her out, she had almost forgotten she was barely dressed, she looked at the womans. Rachael was quite startled by the authorative nature of his voice but she did as he said.She opened her mouth and put his cock in it.Michael lifted her chin and asked "think of it being a popsicle,your favourite flavour and suck on it.You like popsicle right?" Rachael nodded and sucked on to it.Although,the taste of his dick was nothing compared to that of any popsicle flavour she had tasted yet,she imagined it was one and sucked onto it passionately. Michael was moaning heavily "ahhh...thats. .ithad still been hours, so I took advantage of the gear.I realized that sissies, and gay bottom sluts I guess, (is that what Ishould call them? oh I still have so much to learn, I thought) need tohave a special relationship with their bodies, and especially with theirsoft little special place. As the warm water cleaned me, I reflected onall that I'm putting myself through physically for him....new sensations,new dreams...all for you Daddy...I'll be good I promise, Daddy, I said tomyself, as I. I, too, hugged him with both hands, enjoying his wet kiss to my lips and letting his tongue taste my saliva.My breast was packed against him. I was feeling some pressure on my stomach. When I checked, his abdomen was pressed against my stomach. I took my hands off his shoulders. I slid my hand between my stomach and his abdomen.I had something handful there. I started to feel. It was bulky, and I was finding it is huge. I pulled his underwear to uncover it. I was surprised by the size of his.