Even though all I wanted to think about was my sister stepping out of the shower. Perhaps with myself in the picture, purely to assist. To help, you k...ow, like dry her hair.She turned and waved me in. Better believe I followed. After making sure the front door was deadbolt shut. Abigail moved fast down the hall and into the livingroom, where I finally caught up with her. I came up behind her and gave her a backwards hug.My arms went around her waist, holding her back against my front. Hug over,. There in my hand was a small penisshaped butt plug. My mouth must have dropped at the sight of this as wellbecause before I could even realize it Trish had took hold of it and beganto sink it into my open mouth. Almost as instinct took over I closed mylips around it."That's good get it good and wet, I was just gonna use some lube but whenyour mouth was open like that I couldn't resist," Trish chuckled.After just a short time she took hold of it again and had me stand beforeher and bend over. . Honey, if you canimagine it, I've been asked to do it. Like I said, all sorts of things,"Elisabeth said."And these Transformatives?" Rick asked."Right! Anyway, it's become often enough that I have professional peopleon staff to do makeovers and it's all backed by a fairly substantialwardrobe department and that's for the normal day to day wear. Thenthere is the fetish stuff. Don't get me started on the fetish stuff. Nowait, who am I talking to?" I know what you are saying Elisabeth, I can help. So I'm looking out the door and I say fuck it. I get tired of stretching my neck around so I sit up and look out the door to see if anyone is there. I then see a african guy about 6'1 200 bald head. Well he bee lines straight for me so I go back inside and close the door (the doors on these booths have locks so it's not like the states where someone can just bust in). I am sitting on the chair with my dick out and then I see the door slowly opening. The african guy walks in and I stand up dick.