Get up, walk around, twirl, sit, stand. Review tape. Pratice fast short steps, lazy steps. He was even starting to master the stairs when he started t...o become aware of how girlish he was beginning to act and how he was enjoying it. it excited him and the urging in his panties was becoming impossible to ignore. He began rubbing his cock through all silky material as he watched himself walk like a graceful little princess on the monitor. After he had a good 10 minutes of footage he popped his. Stepping back, he told his mate, “Now we need a bazillion smaller poles for the sides.”“I’ll help bring them as soon as we have an area clear for the fire. How big a place will we need?” she wondered aloud.Morales stood thinking for a moment. “The article I read suggested two logs, each about six feet long. A foot thick and from a hardwood like oak, they’re supposed to last all night. If I can find a dead tree that isn’t rotten yet, and dry enough, that is.”“Okay. Six feet, plus a working space. I started to unbutton his shirt. He started to pull me toward him. “No touching until I am ready.” He put his hands down. I removed his shirt hanging it in the closet. I took his undershirt off and folded it. I untied his shoes and removed them and put them in the closet. I unfastened his belt, removed his pants, and slowly walked to the closet neatly hanging them next to his shirt. I removed his underpants exposing a massive erection, which I ignored. “Sit”. He sat. I took off his socks. “You really liked it, eh?” Kara asked from under the table.“Yeah, but… what are you doing?”“Getting your feedback,” Kara answered.I felt her fingers working at the front of my pants, popping the button and sliding the zipper down, easing some of the pressure on my cock. They continued their ingress, slipping inside the waistband of my underwear, and tugging. I looked out the window, worried we’d be caught, but no one out there was paying any attention to us. I lifted my ass slightly off the.