I locked the door behind me and laid my treasure on the bed. I stripped off, my little cock swinging free from my boxers.I grabbed the first pair of p...anties and pulled them on. They were pink cotton briefs and they fit me snugly. I pushed my cock between my legs, wondering what it would be like to be a girl. I admired myself in the mirror, the pink panties making a contrast against my almost pale skin. There was no hint of my cock in them, which in turn turned me on and made me slowly get hard.. The job had gone as smoothly, now he hurried home, to be there for Samantha when she arrived. +++ His daughter Samantha always called him Sonny for short, everyone did. That started when Samantha was very little, she would sit in the rays of sunshine pouring in the window and chime out with ‘sunny, sunny, sunny’ over and over. For some reason everything that made her happy she would then call ‘sunny’ and Conrad was gentle and kind to her. Samantha took to calling him that, and it just stuck the. ‘Shit…’ I read it again, and I knew I hadn’t got it wrong the first time. We had multiple visitors to organise for the weekend, starting with a close friend arriving from Ireland. In an hour. Oh, and some people to interview about jobs. Jessica’s note spelled it all out to me. Part of the Jessica plan to take over the universe was that she had invested in this specialised personal services company, which handled everything from cleaning to personal shopping. Everyone in the building had access. Slowly, she moved down his belly, pausing to dip the tip of her tongue into his deep navel. Then, the huge, bulging log of his cock slapped against her cheeks and poked against her ear as her lips brushed across the thick patch of pungently scented pubic hair that surrounded his gargantuan pecker.She lifted his huge, baseball-sized balls in her hand, giving a low moan of admiration and delight as she perused them and sniffed their heady masculine aroma. She kissed the hairy, wrinkly sack and.