.then we had it at lunch times about 3 times a week for the entire summer. There was even one time that he had some friends over and I played waitress...for them as they played poker and drank beer. There were four of them and as the night went on they started getting flirty...which is when I realized that I LOVE a man's attention. Anyway, around 10:00 my uncle came into the kitchen with me and asked if I liked his friends. There were two of them I liked and I said so...I didn't think anything of. . We became friends..Gradually we shared our phone numbers and started to chat in whatsapp.. But we dont call. I dont know why we dont call.. ( I dont like my voice) we chatted and shared many things through whatsapp… We became very close..We started going together to the stadium. I used to pick her in my bike..While returning we both will be sweat . I loved her sweat fragrance.. That made my dick rise ;)One day she texted me that that day it was her birthday and told me that she will not come. He sat down and tried to relax and let go.The Cathy suit he had worn last night was the complete full bodyexperience, but he couldn't stay in it very long. That had inspired himto make these separate prosthetic pieces. They were a significantlyimproved version of course. The breasts were just as sensitive as thoseon the suit, but the edges of the prosthetic blended perfectly with hisskin. The vagina was a work of art. He had crafted a perfect set of pinkfolds. It had been trivially easy to. .ooo.......oo........oo............o..........!”His tense flesh releases and he hangs there limp as the compressor shuts down with a decreasing whine to silence...“...drained to oblivion.”As they were wondering who said that, a tall woman in a black business suit and a stylish bob haircut grabs the gun from Jimmy’s hand out of nowhere while simultaneously another woman in a leather one-piece, stockings, and stilettos grabs the other’s pistol.“What the...” Jimmy makes a move toward the woman but.