It was a short dress, with full petticoated skirts, worn with white stockings - I could see the tops - and matching electric blue highheeled shoes. He...she had a mop of blonde hair, with a tiny cap perched above. Her make up was very tarty, bright blue eyeshadow and pinkish lipstick. She was an inch or two taller than me, with a full figure.The other guest seemed to be around my age, but it was hard to be sure. This one had the most startling appearance of all. A very feminine face, with the. At least that's what I've been told." Are you sure I can't see your penis?"I considered my answer carefully. My horniness was making me daring. "I guess you can see it if I can see your tits." Sure" Katie untied the string that held her bikini top and pulled it off. Her breasts weren't real large. They looked like a nice handful. I wanted to see if they fit in my hand."Well, it's your turn." Katie said impatiently.'Shit! What did I get myself into?' "Uh, OK. Give me a second." I turned around. “Some of my chilren produce high quality fluids,” The Queen said, standing at the edge of the pit below Zoey. “My loving touch helps convert those juices into plentiful quantities of the special nectar I’ve been so proud of lately.” She giggled to herself, making her large breasts jiggle. Her two tentacle-esque cocks waved in the air in a seemingly happy reaction. It reminded Sarah of an excited puppy eager to play with a new toy. “I am very curious to see how this affects one such as yourself. They’re being adults. They’re being parents. It’s working for them. Emma’s biggest problem, she says, is tiredness. There just aren’t enough hours in the day. Emma’s son, Joshua, goes to bed at about 8 PM, which leaves Emma with a little ‘adult’ time each evening. He is a great sleeper and he slumbers from 8 in the evening until 7 in the morning, regular as clockwork. Emma often laments that there’s not much time to find love after all the cleaning is done and preparations have been made for.