“I saw how to do this on a video today,” Sarah confessed. “Only, I could not tell how tight they did it to make him swell so big.”“Tighter,...” I moaned.The women looked up at me and then Julie said, “You heard him. Tighter.” And with that Sarah pulled the strings so tight I was afraid they were going to rip my flesh off and I grunted as much. Sara began wrapping the strings against each other and my abdomen, effectively ratcheting my nads further and further from my body! By the time she. The date was the 10th of December 1889 and the oncoming festive season gave rise to an air of eager anticipation despite the hardships of daily living for the majority. Along the banks of the frozen Serpentine, people from all walks of life and social standing were out and about enjoying the Christmas card scenery of Hyde Park. On the lake, families gathered, children played, and couples courted for it was the first time in a number of years that the ice had been thick enough to safely. I came like a rocket inside the panties.After I came down form the orgasm high, I reached back to unzip the dress. But I didn't really want to take it off. I never wanted to take off the clothes I wore when I jerked off. But I never wanted to get caught. I checked the time. it was only 11:34. Nobody would be arriving home for at least another 5 hours. I had time. So I stayed dressed. I pranced around in Becca's heels practicing being graceful in them. I spoke into the mirror and tried to be as. Now Millie was pressing her husband to hurry with his outfit. Milliehad created a 1950's style tight dress in a vivid blue, button backwith big white buttons and a large white collar that stood up round hisneck. There were two slits at the side of each leg to reveal hisstocking tops as he walked and his outfit was finished off white silkgloves and white high heels. Millie had chosen a blonde wig for herhusband, in the appropriate style of the 'fifties. Fifties retro-slutperhaps, but still.