“Is she a cock sucker mate,” the question was aimed as much at me as it was at my husband. “She used to Sid, but she hasn't sucked mine for year.... She used to be really good at it.” “Do you mind if I see if she can still do it?” Sid asked. “Be my guest and if she still as good as she was you're in for a treat.” My husband moved his hands to my shoulders and pushed me to my knees and for the first time I saw Sid's cock. My first impression had been right, Sid was huge, about two inches longer. I’m very happy to see that you got here in such good time with young Sally.”She did not appear in the least surprised by the scene in front of her eyes. To Sally, it seemed as if this newcomer treated this crazy situation as if it were the most normal thing in the world. A lady with a punishment cane flexed between her hands and a teenaged half-nude girl being barked at.“What on earth do you call that, girl? Those are NOT knickers. Throw them with the rest!" Sally was so frightened she began to. She unlaced her blouse and twirled it over her head. Travis found it every bit as sensual as the first time she did that little aerobatic trick. She sat across from him and stared at his face."Watch my breasts," she commanded.Travis watched as her breasts started to glow slightly and then to expand before his eyes. What had been pert mounds of feminine proportion grew into large swaying tits. Travis's eyes swelled as large as her breasts."How? How did you do that?" he blubbered in. I'm a trader. What could I trade?" I don't know how much has changed in the last fifty years, but I'll tell youwhat I can." And we talked long into the early morning before we slept.The morning was a blur at first: Indira called her mother early and set anappointment for late morning; transformed my hair from an easy, free-flowingstyle into an elaborate presentation with a fall behind; dressed me in one ofher gowns, a rich, silky thing of blue, black and gold; and finally, applied thefirst real.