The transvestite brethren knew no mortal fatigue upon their enraptured bodies and despite the odd occasional ejaculation, their penises remained const...ntly erect and ever-ready to perform in the Goddess’s service. Our every hole received equal loving attention in an endless rotation of dutiful, but fervent lovemaking, as the resident priests and priestesses visited each of their visitors in turn. Their semen was unlike any treasure I’d ever tasted before, full and rich, yet bearing hints of. Shesmiled and said, "Don't worry, Sweetie, we are going to fix that! Comesit down at my vanity."I sat down at Mother's vanity and she went to work on my face. Beforeshe applied anymakeup, she took out her tweezers and said she just wanted to make mybrows "a little neater." It looked like an awful lot of hairs gotplucked just to make it neater. But Mother did not let me look in amirror, so I had no idea what my brows now looked like.Finally, she took out her makeup. This was just as. " A puzzled look spread over Jeremy's face."What's a correlation," he asked. Obviously, he wasn't hitting his dictionary very often."A correlation is a relation, a connection. The myth states that the bigger the shoes, the bigger the cock. I don't know if it's actually true, but that's what I've heard."Jeremy sat thinking for a moment and then stood up to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his jeans."Well," he said, "why don't you tell me?"With that, he pulled down his pants and underwear to his. Being there for so long Ann was now part of the scenery and folks hardly noticed her. At 57 Ann was still unmarried, in fact apart from a teenage fondle on a church trip, she had remained unsullied by the lewd attentions of both sexes ever since. Ann worked as clerk in an accountants office and kept herself slim and her clothes reflected the drabness of her job. Thick tights, knee length skirt, and cardigans were a common choice of work uniform.As the years had passed several families had moved.