" she smiled,patting the underside of his enormous bulge pertly, "I think Little Missywill like your cleavage." Blushing, he felt her fingertip smooth...ly tracingup the tight cleft where his balls were bunched together. Feeling utterly exposed, he watched Stacey pull the leather strap forward,putting even more pressure on his balls as Little Missy pressed up betweenhis already straining nuts. "Oh goodness!" she sputtered, pullingthe strap tightly towards the button attachment. "Sooo tight!". All of the sudden it got real quiet. Bobby called out "what are you doing here" . I told him I wanted to see what he was doing. NO GO HOME! he called back. I told him "I'll do any thing you want". ..... OK ... show me your titties. Why I wondered ,after all I was flat as a board. OK I said, and I lifted my tee shirt up. The bushes parted and bobby said this way. I followed him down a path thru bushes to a fort he had built with spare lumber. not bad, it had four walls and a carpet on the. After a bit, I worked up the nerve to try a cigarette for the second time in my life. While I puffed amateurishly and tried not to cough I noticed that the conversation seemed to have stalled. ‘Is something wrong?’ I asked. ‘No,’ he said. ‘I don’t mean to be awkward, but you are quite fascinating, and especially so when you’re smoking a cigarette.’ ‘Fascinating? How?’ I asked. ‘Fascinating. You capture one’s attention don’t you know,’ he answered, continuing to gaze at me. I felt myself. Discovering heavy dew, she slid in another finger and played with Gwen's sex."M-m-m-m-m," the girl said softly."I do think she's excited, Mrs. Markham. She's ready for penetration, I believe." Good. I hoped she would be eager. Gwen, are you ready to present yourself tonight?" Yes, mother. I'm looking forward to it." Good. But before anyone arrives, we have one last preparation. Phillip, come here."After a moment, Gwen's father appeared from the back hallway, a snifter of brandy in one hand. He.