Grade school PTA fashion show. PTA fathers were asked to put on a fashion show dressed as their better halves. my dad was right in the mix. I remember...he wore some mid calf, grey business suit w/jacket, tan stockings and black heels. i remember this because he practiced dressing days before the show. he wore some makeup and a wig. not very passable, but not many of the men were. i was mesmerized by the sights i was seeing. needless to say, soon thereafter, i was trying on my moms undies, nylons. Abby had taken a place at the side of the bed, breathing hard, waiting patiently. ‘Go ahead and get on the bed with him,’ Vicki ordered. Abby set a knee on the mattress. James saw her wide-eyed anticipation. ‘Straddle him,’ Vicki whispered. James took a last look at Vicki and saw that she was holding a pink imitation penis, made of some sort of plastic. It was about eight inches long and true in detail. It appeared that it had heft and firmness, and also some flexibility. The knob at the end. Now, I’ve always loved eating pussy and I had to get a taste of this pretty little blonde real estate agent. Using my thumbs, I spread her puffy moist lips and exposed the pretty pink treasure within. Damned if she didn’t taste as good as she looked as I ran my tongue the length of her slit. “Oh wow”, she sighed as I began to work on her clit with my mouth.It didn’t take me long before she was squirming on the couch and moaning loudly, she was obviously getting ready to cum so I stopped and. She didn't suppose for a second that the strokes were any lighter really and reckoned that the pain was now so great that each extra stroke was actually easier to cope with. That certainly seemed to be the case when the ninth stroke landed. The tenth stroke did seem to be rather more intense but Alison reckoned that maybe the strokes were now criss-crossing earlier strokes which she knew would be more painful.Alison looked up at the mirror and although all the faces were blurred she could still.