“There,” she purred and put away the razor, picked up the wash cloth and removed the remnants of the foam, “all nice and smooth.” “Oh god,�...� I gasped, “don’t stop!” “Gosh, you really deserve that nickname. Sit down again and let me wash the shampoo from your hair.” It was hard to just sit there and let her rinse away the shampoo, all I really wanted to do at that moment was to push one hand between my legs and rub myself to a glorious release. But I knew that wouldn’t be accepted. So, when she. "Kenny, let her have a few moments to regain her composure. She's been this way all weekend I'm afraid. At times, I forget how young she really is. I've told her many times that she doesn't have to go to California. I can get her some work right here in town, and help her get situated in a nice apartment. She insists that she really wants to leave." Mr. Chalmers seemed sad when he spoke. I wondered if he wasn't hoping that Bea would decide to stay to be his regular girlfriend."Bunny, you know. If he was capable of aperformance like this after only a few days of denial, what would he belike if she kept him confined in his golden cock ring for a month!After experiencing what he was truly capable of as her sissy Simonne,could she even dare to keep him confined for a month? Could she denyherself for that long? It was a conundrum of epoch proportions.Simon was still rock hard and drooling incessantly as Melissa led him byhis sissy cock to the couch. He knelt before the entrance to her. Walking around, she stood at my side and nudged me with a slender hip. "Move."I turned the chair slightly, backing away from the table. Weather turned and sat in my lap sideways. She took a bite of vanilla ice cream, the chocolate sauce very, very dark. "Yum." I was entranced watching her face. She smiled at me, a spoon rising. "Open."Like a robot I obeyed, opening my mouth. She slipped a spoonful of ice cream in, watched me eat and swallow. "Good, huh?"I was treated to a sexy dessert. Weather,.