Today and through to Friday evening you are going to be trained in your duties.’ ‘As he said this Sam began to cry again.’ ‘Listen Sam you are... a beautiful, intelligent woman so I want you to consider two options. The first is to accept what is happening and submit to the next five days and on completion you will be returned dressed as you are now along with all your belongings. Alternatively decide not to cooperate and you will be returned naked and with no means of identity. Your bags, phone,. ”“And I don’t strip off my blouse and bra.”“Since you don’t, I don’t stroke the breasts that would expose.”“I don’t unbutton your shirt while your hands are busy.”“So, we don’t kiss while skin touches skin.”“We don’t even kiss with tongue touching tongue, delightful as that taste is.”“Because it’s Lent, I don’t hold you against me with one hand cuddling a breast and the other stroking your marvelous pussy though your clothes.”“Then I don’t rub my derriere across your groin to feel your cock. Neither Chris nor I knew what to say. We just lay there, sort of sprawled where we were. I was panting with shocking as these two middle aged people stared at us shamelessly. Yvonne's large and saggy breasts were just hanging there and the top of her pubic triangle was visible below the folds of dimply stomach as she continued to stroke John's cock which I now clearly saw was big. Not freakshow big, but big, much bigger than average and rather fat. Eight inches I guessed. Although my glance at. She made no sign of even noticing. The orgasm seemed to last for ages, spasm after spasm. No thought, nomind. Every ounce of masculinity left in my body came exploding out of mygroins and into the womans mouth. Spasm, Spasm, Spasm. Spasm... Spasm...She gave me one last good hard suck, before releasing my co... It wasgone, where my 6" cock had been just a few minutes before, only a smallflap of flesh remained. "Wha..." My voice was smooth, seductive, and at least an octave higher.My muscle.