He pulled off his top andhis capris. He was wearing pale pink lingerie and was smooth and soft,thin and, at least to Clair, gorgeous. He radiated sexu...ality withouthaving the luscious curves of either Lauran or Dee, but even licking hisglossy pink lips seemed to ooze lust and desire, especially as he wasstaring at Clair.Lauran slowly removed her black skirt. She looked lovely in her sheerblack lingerie, garter and hose. Clair could help but fidget under thetable as he once again was aroused.. They were a fucking gorgeous sight. There was just the slightest hint of tan-line from the bikini - like most of the local girls, she’d clearly spent some quality nude time on a sunbed. Underneath her right breast was a small scripted tattoo. Live every moment. Right. I wasn’t a fan of ink, but it was small enough not to detract from the overall appeal.“Jiggle them for me,” I said. My voice sounded strained. My cock was raging hard again.“Piss off, you’ve seen ‘em. That’s enough,” she said,. "What use is this to me? You can't even get this tiny thing in me! All it is good for is jerking off while you watch me have sex with a real man. Is that what you want, Sissy Boy? Would you like to beat your little pee-pee off while you watch a big, strong, macho stud fill me up with his twelve-inch tool, making me scream, making me moan, making me whine, making me beg him to fuck me harder? Is that what you want? TELL ME!!!!"Alex had been completely unaware he had his own little stiffie out of. What do you want me to do?” “First of all,” my wife said, “no porn. Stop this now! Second, no jerking off. Third, you’re going to do the chores all week. Fourth, you’re sleeping on the couch, so you can think about how selfish you’ve been, and how to meet my needs.” I wasn’t about to argue. I figured I would keep my head down for a week and by the time a week was up, the storm would pass. But my dick has a mind of its own. On the third night, as I tried to get some sleep on the couch, I.