" I stepped back a bitand released her growing sissy dick. I looked at the palm of my glove tofind the pre-cum that I knew would be there. "Now clean ...y glove andwe'll go upstairs and see what you bought." Yes Mistress Mischelle," she replied and stuck out her tongue andlicked my glove clean. I would have like her to thank me too but thatwill come in time. I mean she's only been here 20 minutes.We went up to my spare room and she put her bags on the bed. There was aFrench maid's uniform,. Giving me the death stare while pulling his girl closer in a hug. The girl obviously take back a bit by the quick action as they quickly made their way into the crowd. “Wish we were like that” I thought to myself. Being able to claim my love in public. Able to shout to the world how in love I was with my best friend and him yelling it back. It would be nice being able to hold hand while walking down the hall, Or being able to kiss him goodbye when we go our separate ways for class. I found. He was unprepared for her hand to snake forward and grab his manhood. Her grip was steel and when she pulled he was helpless to resist. He found himself face to face with her again and was astonished when she let go of him only to grip the sides of his beard and pull his face to hers for a kiss.Twenty or thirty seconds later she let him go.“It’s not so bad, now,” she said, swirling her hand through the water.“I told you you’d get used to it,” he said.“Now all I have to do is figure out a way to. Marcel Chasey, then maybe this great, green hulk-out was just thetonic for the bother. And none too soon too: after a night, or a month,or a year, like this maybe busting out of his this life - his life - wasjust what was needed. And if she was filling some panties, then so be it- he seriously needed more fun, more frolicking and a decidedly femininetouch in life. And maybe not from one of his failed hot dates either...She loosened a loud groan and indulged an absent minded smirk as sheshook.