I broke off our kiss and opened the box marked Trojan ‘Magnums’, which I later learned were ‘over sized condoms’ for very well endowed men. I ...ad limited experience with which to compare penis sizes, but I now realize that my husband was a well endowed man; and his son was slightly larger than he was! I had been spoiled and did not even realize it.As I removed one condom, and struggled to open the tin wrapper containing the protection I sought, I caught my image in the mirror. I was taken by. She had big cotton candyhair adorned with a bow, soft glowing cheeks and lips, and her eyes werebig and shadowed in blue, with unbelievably naturally long lashes coatedin dark mascara, and she was wearing a very pretty dress, any girl hisage would kill for."What's so funny?" Catherine asked, laughing a little herself."I'm glad the face isn't melting, but that face isn't mine. I'm a boy.That's a girl." He must have been coming down, because he was starting tomake some sense."Well that is you. I really FEEL my body. It’s almost hypnotizing, a sensual massage. Then, after what seems like ten, fifteen minutes, she tapes the big diaper on me. Mistress adds pink plastic pants, and white padded pants over that. I cannot close my legs, so thick is the package over my crotch. Wonderful. Mistress then points towards all the lovely clothes and things she assembled. ‘Dress up time’, she coos. Pink fishnet stockings, with an open crotch for my diapers. eLayer after layer of pink petticoats. On. "Oh no! It can't be!" she groaned as she stared fixedly at the second photograph. This shot displayed in detail the pink, shiny delineations of a moist, open vagina, the glistening, swollen lips framing the dark, slightly gaping opening to the woman's inner reaches. Bernice couldn't see the woman's face but she was sure it was her sister Bonnie again. It had to be. Who else would allow such a photo to be taken?A man's face was poised over the woman's pussy, the tip of his long tongue poised at.