He leaned forward and felt his weight shift. Whenhe squeezed his knees together, he noticed a thigh gap. Normally he'ddream to touch there. The gor...geous thighs now created regrets becauseof his removed manhood. He dipped lower to view more of himself - doingso using hips and knees, just like a woman would. He thought how hewould have preferred a bullet to the head over this."Oh fuck, why?" pleaded Roberto. "Why a Playboy Bunny?" He twisted hisneck to look over his shoulder and down at. I understood her furry toward Rene. Her pain ran deep for Tim not only is her husband but he had been her best friend. The affair damaged her friendship and marriage. When she needed a best friend for support she couldn’t turn to him because he was the offending party. And then when her illness became known, she still lacked her best friend. I understood why she quickly opened up to me and why we became the best of friends. I never viewed Wyatt as a good friend let alone a best friend, and that. "I'm not going to kiss 'er," said Terry. "She'll taste of sick." Well, kiss 'er other end if you must kiss something," said Barry with a laugh.They bundled her back into the car and by the time I had sat down and turned around they were already double teaming her. Barry was fucking her while Terry was pushing his cock into her mouth."Should have brought a camera," I muttered."Want to change places," suggested Terry."Naw," gulped Barry. "I'll finish here and then you can take over."As I watched,. “There’s just one small detail, Peter. Mummy will require you to dress as a lady’s maid.”“Oh, no Miss, I’m not into that sort of thing. Not at all!”, I spluttered.Jennifer slowly crossed her nyloned legs and placed her hand ever so gently on my thigh, sending a most pleasant erotic shock through my body.“Well… I did tell mummy that I thought you would serve for her. I know this would be asking a lot of you Peter, but I’d be ever so grateful if you’d be Mummy’s maid. As a very special favour for.