"I was just wondering if that club we visited last night, if, you know, if I really belonged there. Or if you do for that matter."Hannah half smiled, ...alf sighed. "You mean if we are lesbians?"Catherine nodded. "I don't think I am," she said, then added "I like boys too, well, some boys, and I want babies." Do you regret anything we've done this weekend?" Hannah asked quietly.Despite her youth, Catherine recognized her friend's vulnerability. "Never!" she replied. "This is the best weekend in. “It’s a cock cage Billy,” Ian told him.“Cock cage?”“Wives who are cuckolding their husbands sometimes require them to wear one,” Jerry explained.Ian could see the puzzled look on Billy’s face and reached across and picked up the plastic sheath from the palm of his hand. “The penis fits inside this,” he told him, holding it up. "It stops it getting fully erect.”Billy conjured up a mental picture of his penis fitting inside it.“That’s on the smaller side of cages Billy,” Ian told him. “Jerry said. I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my top and threw it down with my shoes, then struggled out of my skirt and dropped it with the rest of my clothes, so that by the time that we were safely inside our garage I was completely naked again. Andrew reached for my tits but I pushed him away. Honey, were much too old to be fucking in the car. Lets get inside the house, please. We made it through the door between the garage and the house, but no further,before Andrew bent me over the nearest chair and. We continued our conversation as Kellie moved behind me, but our discussion trailed off to silence as she lightly pressed her breasts against my upper shoulders. Her hardened nipples brushing against the back of my neck as she leaned closer against me to cut the hair on top of my head. My rising cock was beginning to strain against my shorts, and the towel around my shoulders to catch the hair was not long enough to conceal my rising bulge. Feeling the warmth of her breasts against my neck, I.