The one where you said the woman was gonna seduce me and screw my sox off.”He kinda reared back and looked at me like I was some kind of a nut case.... “What are you talking about? I remember being out on Mesa Road, but I don’t remember anything about a yard sale, and I sure as hell didn’t say anything about you getting your wick dipped. Did you smoke something extra nice for breakfast this morning?”I wasn’t in the mood for it. “Come on, Sean, don’t be bustin’ my balls. This is important.”“Bobby,. He was definitely crying which made me want to cry too. It seemedso stupid for both of us to stand there crying in the dark as if the otherdidn't exist.I had to drape the covers around me like a toga to take his arm and a coolwave of air shivered up my own arms, raising goosebumps. Tom's arm was sowarm I wanted to hug it. Surprisingly thick too. How often do you feel aman's arm? I fought the urge to use both hands, to give the arm a goodsqueeze to test its firmness. Tom was big and strong,. He watched helplessly as his body stood before the full length mirror.He was wearing a red and white checkered rayon dress with short cuffedsleeves and a "V" neckline that revealed a hint of cleavage. It had afitted waist and the skirt flared out at the hips. He was wearing threestiff red crinolines with lacy hems under the skirt. His legs wereincased in black seemed stockings and his feet shod in bright red patenleather pointed toed pumps with a three inch spike heel. His mind staredin. Suddenly the blows stop. He’s switching gears. I don’t know what’s coming next. I wait, pussy dripping. He pulls my ass cheeks apart and I feel him spit in my asshole. Then I feel him start to push something in. It’s big and hard and it begins to stretch me wide open. It’s the big black anal plug. He uses his spit as lube and works it all the way in. I’m grinding my pelvis into the bed, fighting to release the orgasm that is coming. He pulls the plug out slowly and then pushes it in again..