Meanwhile, he introduced two fingers to Alicia's bumhole. Which Justinreasoned would be where Justin would be having the most fun that lovelyTuesday....ustin seemed to have a particular knowledge and skill in prostatelocation, manipulation and aggravation.Again, this may not have been Justin's first male-pantyboy or male-maleencounter. My notes are unclear on that.But he was as good at prostate massage as anyone Alicia had met.And she had met a bunch.The inner-bum massage was enhanced by. She had tiny little-girl nubbins for breasts, but it didn't matter because everything else was in miniature too - and all of it delightfully curvaceous and womanly. There wasn't an ounce of fat anywhere, but her little buttocks were as tight and juicy looking as any he had ever beheld.And they were being held as well as beheld, there in the shower, and they felt absolutely perfect, cupped in Ray Pinsky's eager hands.Carolyn's pussy was trimmed, not shaven, but her puffy little labia were. What was going on?I have no idea how long I was sitting there before there came a gently rapping on the bathroom door. I was too freaked out to answer.“Paul?” That was Erin’s voice. My blonde wife.“Baby?” That was Blossom, my Texas wife.“Paul? Open the door please.” That was Lynn, my first wife.I wondered which voice would be next.“Paul, you’re scaring us. Please open the door.” It was still Lynn’s voice. I struggled to stand on shaky legs and went to the door.“Lynn?”There was a sigh and. Charlotte gets in the front seat and Stephen, nervous she will notice his erection, starts to drive asking her questions about school in the hopes she will be to busy answering questions to notice."How's school going", asked StephenCharlotte looks at Stephen who has his eyes on the road and responds, "It's going really well, I've been making lots of friends and my classes are going well. There's also lots of -----" There are lots of what" questioned stephen with his eyes glued to the road. He.