John lifted his skirt, holding his head high, descended the stairs as elegantly as he could."Now we need to find an apron for the young lady!" as she... searched through the drawer with all the aprons.They spent the rest of the afternoon in the kitchen, talking and giggling and laughing like they had never done before. The trauma of the early part of the day was long forgotten. There was some concern when his father came home, but she had phoned him and filled him when she had sent John. " To look and feel a real woman, we need to deal with the 'downstairs package'," she said gesturing towards Steve's groin. Moving along the rack and picking a garment from it, she held it out. "These are false vaginas. Aren't they great?" Steve just nodded in agreement. "They work by tucking away your penis and creating a vaginal opening at the front. There is even a clit and room for a vagina behind for you to experience penetration. I can tell you my customers just love these." What about. "Do you want to?" I responded as I sat down on the side of the bed."Oh yes please " she nodded, still staring greedily at my cock."Well then please suck it" I tried to sound calm, but my voice was breaking, as I thought about her pretty little face, coming in contact with my cock. It seemed all so unreal.But the gorgeous naked teenager was really there, and I gasped silently as she knelt down in front of me. She put both of her small hands around my cock, squeezing and rubbing my cock gently. I explained to him that sometimes people grow apart and don’t feel the same any more and he said he understood, and he didn’t love her, and he wasn’t too upset about it. I was glad, I hated the idea of anyone hurting my friend. I hugged him tight then looked into his eyes. I could see how anyone could get lost in those eyes. Not that I ever would, I’m just saying, they were so dark, velvet brown, with every emotion and every secret in history hidden in the depths of the smooth darkness.. and.