A pirate-girl, a witch, a princess, SnowWhite, Daphne from ScoobyDoo, Wonderwoman, Batgirl, Catwoman, and Supergirl. Everything a girl at my age coul... want. The props for each costume were there and so were the proper shoes or boots. “What do you mean?” “I mean this cost a fortune. The red Supergirl boots were exactly right. The purple batgirl boots, the gloves, the bat-helmet, they were all were exactly right. I had a golden lasso that I found myself hog-tied with a month later. The. "You changed them, didn't you?" How would I do that, sir?" I asked politely.He heaved a weary sigh. "Jack, it's just not good enough," he said. "I know it's you. Your wife admits who she is, how about saving us all this silliness and doing the same? We have more than prints, you know, you gave us a DNA sample when you started at..."He trailed off as he saw me shaking my head gently, and sighed again. "Shit. You got that, too. We'll do it anyway, but I guess..." Another sigh.Then he brightened. I groaned and felt it start, whichset her off again and we both cried out and reached climax together. She satquiet a moment, both of us catching our breath. Then she quickly stood up,juices dripping from her swollen sex as she walked away. "You owe me later m'Love." She had said as shedisappeared upstairs. Well that was several hours ago and now here Iam. I came back to present as she yanked the last cuff tight on my right ankleand pulled the strap down tight to hold me securely. I figured we. “I guess it’s the same as any other man.”She giggled and looked down at my shirts where my erection was clearly visible against the fabric. “You are bigger.”It was my turn to laugh. “I don’t think so, I have an average cock, nothing special.”She moved in closer and slid a hand down my shorts and I breathed in. “Oh, my, no, no, Senor, this is very big.” She said and giggled.Her hand began to stroke me slowly, with her thumb playing over my cockhead. I slid a hand down her back and grabbed her.