The bra and petticoat soon followed and he stood looking at him self in wardrobe mirror, stroking his tiny prick under the nylon panties, excited by t...e sight and feel of the undies. He began as always to wank, cooing with excitement, he failed to hear his wives car return."WHAT ARE YOU DOING, YOU DISGUSTING SISSY." He turned round and saw her, standing by the bedroom door, her face had look of total contempt which in his excited state of sissified arousal only excited him even more."Wanking in. . Love it! Hayden: Yes I like working with them. Then I got serious. Me: Working in porn, does sex still have the same magic to you? Is it still an intimate thing that you do with someone you love or is it more of a recreational thing now? Hayden: If I’m with someone I care about it will always be special. Sex without feelings behind it isn’t special, it’s just sex. At this point Hayden took the high ground: What about you, Sean? How is it for you? What do you like? Hayden continued: I know. The sap of her teen years had pumped its way through the trunk of her once skinny body and swollen her upper torso so that her bosom heaved against the admittedly tight fit of her medium-cut dress. Her generous pillows had squeezed briefly against both the guys’ chests mid-hug and were displaying unmistakable nipple protrusion through the dress’s fabric as she retreated. As for the presence of any underwear, the two-man jury was still out on that.‘Good to see you, Pammy-girl,’ Patrick grinned,. He couldn't believe he'd survived the week so far. Marie had been more cruel than he had ever imagined she could be, but his treatment at Carol's hands last night had been a real surprise. He had always shown off a little wherever Carol was concerned. He acted like he was her big brother as he took her under his wing, but he never missed a chance to oggle her young body in the office. He was dying to ask her out but he was too shy. He was afraid that if she said no then that would be the end of.