It wasobvious that their sissy clitties were totally functionless as boyclitties and there was absolutely no sexual threat from either of them.Janice ...ifted one leg and rested it on the little seat as she gentlyparted her labia for the pair to look."Is that were a boy clitty goes?" squeaked Jemima as she peered closely.Janice nodded and gently took hold of two of Jemima's fingers as sheguided them into her little opening. Jemima gasped as her soft sissyfingers slid easily into Janice's moist. Betsy's flesh was warm and vibrant. Becky licked the sweat off her sister's cunt and ate the drippings from within. Betsy's head bobbed down in Becky's crotch, feeding with an equal hunger.Becky was aware almost constantly of her father's eyes upon her, of the curiosity, the arousal that must be burning inside him. But he'd never laid a finger on them. She found that odd. His interest had created a burning curiosity inside Becky as well, and she often found herself wondering what kind of cock. ”We were kissing and cuddling on the sofa. I felt Carol feel my cock through my jeans. She unzipped me and reached inside. I felt myself begin to get hard. Carol got off the sofa kneeled in front of me and began to suck me. Her head was bobbing up and down in front of me as she took my length in her mouth. She was good at it and I indulged myself getting fully hard.“Stop,” I said. Carol looked at me, she seemed surprised.“Take off your jeans, I want to see your pussy.” My voice was. ” The rough voice of Fargrim startled me, and I turned to look at him in surprise. “This is why the Legion exists. This is why the Ancestors allowed the Wardens to save us. We are not losing this fight.”Trevian stirred. “‘Grim...”“No, Trev. We can do it.” He turned to Leliana and gestured. “Bring Voldrik over here.”When the auburn-haired dwarf arrived, expression dour as always, Fargrim turned to me. “Describe the door.”Taken aback, I described the state of the barrier door hesitantly, from the.