But soon he just smiled and leaned back in his chair. I slid his belt off of him and dropped it on the floor. Then I loosened the button closure on hi... pants and slid his zipper down. I could feel he was becoming aroused. I patted his huge bulge and smiled.“Be patient. We have all night.”I then slid his pants down to his ankles. His cock was rising up in his boxers even more now. I was quite impressed with its size. I could feel he was trembling a bit as my fingers slid under the top of his. Without further instruction, he picked out of his dresser his clothes and slipped them on, hesitating as if I might tell him to substitute one garment for another. But there was no need. His outfit was darling, especially for a cheerleader try-out. He slipped on a pair of bright yellow panties and matching bra, a yellow cotton mini-skirt, a black midriff tank top, a yellow bow around his ponytail and his pair of black and white saddle shoes. The colors of Bentson High were yellow and black. . Jamie said, "Nice, the boys will love you, and such a nice big clitty, Ihope they want some lesbian action tonight." I took off my soaked bluepanties and Janice giggled, "Obviously diana is not as shy as we thought,look at the pussy juice soaking her panties. They are a complete loss,better put them in the trash, don't want them in our overnight bags." Damnpussy juice not cum I really better learn the situation fast, or I'llsurely end up with a red sore ass before the night was over.I. Man." Two women desperate for a man?" Big Sue snorted. "This is definitely a tale being told by a male fairy." Sherry now gasped for breath as Big Sue loosened her death hold. "Well, get on with it, sissy. But you've been warned: No stupid lesbians!" Sherry resumed her story, very cautiously -- To continue -- At length, Shania, the more businesslike of the two women hoped that God was about to grant her deepest desires, for a peddler of digital clocks came by their modest, overtaxed.