Her hand left my breast and moved slowly southward, lifting the hem of my skirt and roaming over my thighs. Eventually, after what seemed far too long... she cupped my cunt through my soft, almost nothing silk knickers and her finger traced moist lips through the fabric."My, my, someone’s been waiting too long.” Now she turned me, and her mouth, open, covered mine and her tongue insinuated itself into me. I played with it with my own tongue and, deciding it was my turn, I ran my hands down her. 6Julie’s fingers circled my scrotum just above my balls and pulled them down,firm but not hard. Come on, try to relax baby, it will go faster.With that, Sue started to play with my cock, rubbing and pulling my foreskinback. With my sensitive head uncovered she rubbed an oily finger over it. Itdidn’t take to long for me to have an erection to which the ladies all cheeredand clapped. Julie started rubbing and massaging my poor balls. Her hands feltwonderful as she played with them as they hung. . so what?", I protested. "Pretty good wigs then don't you think for a quick game of 'dress up', Clare!" "It doesn't prove anything. Please, can't you just forget this bull shit! Go and have a fucking sex change if you hate being a girl so much, but don't expect me to play along.", I said, fiercely. In truth, she was frightening me a lot. This single image had thrown everything I'd assumed to be correct into doubt. Somehow it gave her fantasy a little bit of credibility. A little bit too. I tie your robe, but leave mine hanging open – all the better to tease you with, my love. I refill our wine glasses before we step onto the balcony. I lean against the railing and you stand behind me pressing your body against mine, sharing our warmth, wrapping me in your arms. We watch as the desert becomes pink and gold with the light of the sun. The low rolling hills of the desert are thrown into sharp relief by the setting sun. In this moment, I experience total peace, total contentment,.
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