? ?Sounds good to me.? I blurted out, feeling like an idiot, I hadn?t been on a mission in years. We continued to sip our drinks and make small talk ...as we watched Mari struggle in the hot sun. The black stone patio gave off waves of heat, bathing her in a furnace of hot humid air as she hopped from one leg to another, then stood up learning over, finally trying to sit, then doing it all over again in a vain effort to get some relief from the torment of her nipple rings. I could tell she was. Maybe the worst thing was my little dick was getting even smaller, almost vanishing along with body hair. Leslie was so supportive, she claimed she was so turned with my new body, that we should experiment by doings new things in bed. Leslie said she had always fantasized making love to a woman, and I could help her with that now. At first I said no, but she kept at it, telling me constantly how pretty I was and touching in all my new girly spots every chance she could. My pants were becoming. She had a big smile on her face. “I see you're daughter's giving you your morning blowjob. Very important for a father to receive.”“Very,” I groaned as she handed over my coffee and a paper bag holding the scone. June snatched that from me with a squeal of delight.“And you just have to stare at my tits for payment this morning,” Carla said and flipped up the front of her t-shirt. Her breasts were cupped in a red bra that hugged those young delights. She pulled the cups up and over her tits.They. Rachel the arch of my footlooks so sexy.Here honey hold my hand.We walked over to the door and out into thekitchen.She put her arms around me and felt my bum,moving her handsaround the curves of it lightly.Then she opened the fridge and took out asmall sized english cucumber.then she took from the cupboard a bottleeach of olive oil and vanilla extract.She opened each bottle with onehand whilst still moving her hands over the curves of me bottom.She thenput the cucumber in my hand and told me.