Ever-seeking her true path, never finding it. Perpetually confused anddisillusioned, she was now trapped by life's circumstances.John, on the other h...nd, paid dearly for his arrogance. He was made aslave-- sex, panty, and toilet. Feminized despite his masculinity, he wasmade to wear panties which he was destined to forever soil for theamusement of his current Mistress; for whom, too, 'loads' would beworshipped (both hers and his), her every whim, however humiliating,obeyed without question. The waist band got caught on my cock so Debbie reached up and over and pulled my cock free. The relief was immediate, my cock enjoyed its new found freedom as I stepped out of my shorts. I looked down. Both girls were staring at my cock as it continued to grow to its full 9”. By now veins were standing out and the head was a light shade of purple. Even by my standards I was very hard. Debbie finally spoke up. “I guess he really likes our tits then”, she said. Emily looked up at me with. “He’s been coming here for a while?” I asked“He has a long-standing reservation a few times a year for about, what, ten years now?” Dave asked. “Why? Is there some sort of a problem?”“No. She just didn’t believe that I’m staying here now.”“Cabin 3,” Dave pointed to the same cabin Steve had. “Steve has even fixed it up to his liking.”“Wow! That’s just strange,” I said.“Hey! Don’t jump on that,” Dave said, to some kids jumping on the patio furniture. He headed over to the kids.“Maybe this means. . with Uncle Dan. I stretched slowly, watching my body as I did. My nipples responded by hardening at the cool air in the room. I ran a hand down in between my legs and felt the evidence of the night before, to find my pussy was still sticky and wet. I turned on my cd player and put on a slow, sexy song. I got on top of my uncle and began grinding my pussy over his limp dick. Then, I slowly began sucking on his earlobes, rubbing my small tits across his hairy chest, I closed my eyes and let the.