One was about 6'3, silver hair, steel blue eyes, tanned and muscular build even though he was wearing a white robe, "I'm Steve, come in" he said as he...smiled and looked me up and down then closed the door behind us. The other was also wearing a white robe that he let open up. He was about 5'8, salt and pepper haired, a big belly, very hairy, and I couldn't see his crotch because of his belly. He introduced himself as "Bud" and had a wide smile and a lecherous look in his eyes. They both thanked. The sun burned scarlet ribbons in the sky as it set. It was peaceful, watching the colorful display, while they sipped the last of their champagne. Manish constantly caught himself stroking Janes arm, or touching the side of her face. Jane returned his kisses enthusiastically, at times letting her lips linger longer, and welcoming his advancing tongue. When it looked as if their glasses were just about empty, Manish raised his in a toast. To you, Jane, thank you for making these past two days. I mean, I was tiny. Not even five feet and not even one hundred pounds. I had no business wanting something so big, especially without any experience at all. But I always had. There had always been something subconsciously, instinctively satisfying and ecstatic about the fantasy. As if the part of my brain that recognized an erection had a short circuit that turned "aroused cocks get bigger" into "bigger cocks are more aroused"; so the the bigger it was, the more it wanted me. Intellectually, I. "Omg, how am I going to ever get to sleep in this state?He wanted me to stay beyond horny, to stay as trisha and full 100% sissymode through the night and into tomorrow."Y..yes Daddy, thank you Daddy." I'm gonna get some sleep now. This will be our last FaceTime until I getback Monday night, so don't forget your pictures. Good night, angel." Good night, Daddy."I collapsed in a heap of feminine emotions and sissy lust. I was so sohorny, but also so exhausted from such an emotional day and night.