" You're so full of bullshit," I retorted with a laugh. "You wouldn't have the nerve to do that any more than me." Well, I've always been able to fuck...a bitch before it got to that point but I'd do it. I don't care if you don't believe me." Seeing is believing," I challenged. "I'd like to see you in action." I really had no idea what his reputation with the girls was but I was sure he was lying to me. He wasn't what anyone could call handsome. I couldn't imagine that many women were attracted. I noticed that ithad a small silver-coloured key hanging from it. "Do you like my newnecklace?" she asked. "It was a present from my Aunt Helen." I didn'tquite know what to say. "You know her, don't you?" she asked. I shookmy head. "Yes you do," said Julie. "She lives next door to you. Perhapsyou know her as Mrs Robinson."All sorts of thoughts started racing through my brain. How much didJulie know about what her aunt had done for me? Was Julie part of aconspiracy to feminise me?Julie continued. There she purchased twelve meters of light chain, ten meters of stiff wire and a wire cutting pliers. Unfortunately, her purchases were just heavy enough that Tink couldn’t fly with them and so she walked back to the Jolly Roger with her supplies. Along the way, she paused to rest in a field lush with wildflowers. Tink lay on the soft grass, idly teasing her nipples by scratching her fingernail on the gold bar and feeling the vibrations bring her nipple to resonance from within. Closing her. Sherry took my dick from her mouth and stood up and looked at Margo with a smug grin but Margo was a step ahead of her and dismissed the act as bored.Margo then upped the ante by say that a truly non-repressed woman wouldn't object if some did this to her husband. Before either Sherry or myself knew what was happing Margo was on her knees and had taken my softening cock into her mouth and began sucking me back to hardness.I groaned out as Margo's tongue made contact with my cockhead as it was a.