Was it my red hair, I wondered? Or my clothes, which lookedlike they could've come straight from a Paris runway - in the nineteenforties? Luckily I ne...ver got around to wondering if they were shocked tosee me, Sandy Johnson, in that outfit - because I was instantlytransported into my Lilli Vanessi persona, and for the remainder of theperformance I simply luxuriated in the wonderful feeling of inhabitingthat powerful oh-so-very-female character.And what a feeling it was! Remember how I said my. All of a sudden Mary pulled her shorts down and squated down and started to pee, I thought what the heck and pulled out my wanker and stood right next ot her and peed also. Teri and Joe were doing the same thing. Mary then said I had a nice dick and asked if she could hold it while I wizzed, "go ahead" I said. She took hold and I finished my pee, at which point she put her mouth over my dick and started giving me head. I could not believe it! This old lady was sucking my dick!! I looked over. The tip is round and thick; it drags and drips against my skimming palm.”“Are you stroking it?”“Yes.” She could feel it, the fully erect shaft of his cock sliding through her firm grip, demanding her attention, her desire.“Does it feel good?”“Yes.”Willow’s nose tilted upward as her breaths increased and intensified, her chest puffing forward. Her knees shook as her fingers breached the sides of the crotch of her panties and rubbed explicitly at her lips and nub.“Is this what you see?” he asked.. "How could I disappoint her? And collecting whatever this brief detourfrom the path of normalcy earned me, would be well worth it. Besides,she had called me 'lover'. The implications of that word made my heartsoar and my caution dissolve. I would let her see me in the nighty,shameful though that would be, and then we could move on to what I hadbeen hoping for since we met.She clapped her hands together like a little girl about to open abirthday gift. "Start to undress, dear. I'll go get.