You leaned forward and in a single action pulled my panties down to myknees."Does a man have no hair on his crotch or legs?" you asked. (All my hairf...om my waist down of course was shaved by me regularly at her command.)I silently shook my head back and forth, trying to hold back my tears ofshame. However, my cock remained fully erect and was twitching in myexcitement. How much I needed her to do this to me; how good it felt."And does a man"--Mistress' voice rose--"have something like. When their parents came to look for them we invited them to play the next day.The next day my sister's friends came, brought their princess and Barbie dresses, my sister and I were waiting for them in the room preparing the costumes we were going to wear.When we started the game, my sister began to undress me as she always did, now helped by her girl friends.When they finished undressing me, it was when the 3 friends played my cock and my balls to make it long and hard, and to be able to kiss. She made herself as little as possible, and did give a little leap when Max lifted. He swung her out and over his jutting cock, and she scissored her legs high on his narrow waist. She locked her ankles behind his back and clasped her hands behind his neck. He used one hand to place his prick right on target. When she felt the cockhead centered on her cunt, she loosened the grip she'd taken with her legs, and lowered until his prick was deep in her pussy.Max waded out into deeper water, stopped. Let the experts take care of it for you." He won't even give her any statements on how her money is doing. No one but him even knows how much is left of her money. I get my statements at the end of every quarter from the bank. What I'm really worried about is that he's going to pull something on her birthday, come up with some reason why he doesn't have to turn her money back over to her. I wouldn't put it past him to try to get her declared incompetent, just so he could keep her money for.