“Ready for me to blow you” she said.My surprise must have been obvious because she said to me teasingly “What? Don’t you want me to get on my ...nees, unzip your pants, and take you in my warm mouth?”I looked around slightly confounded by her actions. We were in her living room with her parents sleeping about 30 feet away. “What about your parents?”“They sleep very soundly. We won’t wake them as long as you don’t scream when you cum in my mouth.”I groaned. I knew that it was dangerous and stupid,. . something. It sure as hell didn't sound like the note that she'd just played. Plus, she'd told him that sometimes, it was only breath control that determined what octave the note was. Octaves were something else he'd never heard of. Along with embouchure, intonation and about a gazillion other terms. Plus, it was actually kind of boring. He'd been blowing into the stupid thing for an hour a day and never got a single clean note out of it. At least, that was his take on things.Fionna had told. Susan laughed, "A simple tube that will fit over your penis andrestrain your erections, which by the way, are common among novicecrossdressers."Susan then emptied a tray of ice cubes from the refrigerators freezercompartment and placing the ice in a plastic bag, placed it overMichelle activated crotch, the desired results were nearinstantaneous. Susan quickly measured Michelle's now diminutive organand compared them to the diameters of the various surgical tubing inthe clinics drawers and. Her chest filled with air forcing her breasts upwards meeting the grazing moist warmth.Her unconscious mind whirled as thoughts of her earlier talk on the phone with her dear love invaded her brain. Whispers of soft words formed on her lips as she moaned and spoke her love of him. Still the feeling upon her swollen nipples didn't subside, rather the feeling increased. Quickly she was feeling his lips surrounding her turgid nubs as his tongue flicked with relentless passion bringing about her.