"Jerry said he'd had relations with men off and on since he was a teen. "Men were always part of at least my fantasy life. I was faithful to my wife... but when things came apart I decided I'd be open to both men and women. I haven't had much luck with either, I'm afraid to say."I reached over and put my hand on his leg. "Maybe I can help out with that. " I thought about the pics of his hard cut cock, and added, "Your cock pictures were hot." I'd be happy to give you a look, up close." I. This onehad some awesome scroll work that outlined it and ran across the waist,with a floral motif in the scroll work. Sophisticated and yet stillfeminine, perfect. Now the hard part was what to put with it on thebottom. Full length skirt; nope not fun enough, swirly skirt; toolittle girl, three quarter length with a slit up the side; maybe, but itwas loose and free as opposed to the top that was tight and controlled. Then I saw the winner, something called a fishtail hem. It was tightand. HOLY CRAP!!!! Sara's nipples were bigger than what they looked like under her shirts. Abigail got one of Sara's nipples in her mouth and started to suck on it. Sara's back arched in compliance to Abigail's sucking. Sara reached down and took her top off and then reached around Abigail and took her top off. Abigail didn't miss a beat and continued sucking. My cock was in incredible pain. I had to unbutton my pants and let it out to relieve it. Abigail moved from one breast to the other. Sara. I bet I was damn near seventeen before I even saw the inside of our bathroom. I felt like one of those kids from the Narnia Chronicles, stepping through that big dresser for first time. I took alot of teasings in school and got in alot of fights. The teachers knew I wasn’t a hot head. After all, I was Opal Evans’ only boy. That fact floated around with me like a little cloud during my entire youth. I also developed a certain kind of immunity. Alot of guys get this shame-faced awkward look when.