Looking like last night or yesterday someone had fucked to their heart’s content. So disappointed, we next headed for the next hotspot, near the vil...age lake.This was more of an open place but secluded. It was covered by small bushes here and there. Nobody would usually cross the village lake to come here except for those who want fun ????. So it was basically like you are covered from the village side by bushes and not visible.But when you look from behind them everything is visible. So Sid. " "Ready for what?" asked Hank again. "Dinner and a show. You don't think I went to all of this effort so that you could sit home for the rest of the evening did you? Relax, you'll enjoy yourself." Hank was in shock. "I can't do that. I'm wearing a skirt. I can't go out in public wearing a skirt!" "Of course you can go out like that. You look positively wonderful. Now get those shoes on and walk around a little on that narrow heel." Hank put on the shoes and. Afterwards, I took a shower. It felt odd. I could wash my balls, which were also sore, but not my plastic covered dick. I couldn't feel anything there, much less wash it or stroke it.I dried off, wrapped a towel around my waist shaved and brushed my teeth. I spent more time brushing than usual, still trying to get that taste out of my mouth. I went back into our bedroom and opened the dresser drawer. My underwear was gone. She had replaced them with women's panties. I groaned. But I had to wear. It was enormous! It wasn’t overly long but longer than most, probably 8 inches, what really made it massive was its girth. I couldn’t put my whole hand around it, I imagine it’s what a porn stars dick would feel like but remember we’re only in ninth grade, and this is a 100% true story. I told him we should start on each other at the same time and work our way up on each other at the same rate. We alternated moving our hands up a bit closer with each answer of, no. I got to his cock but this.