All his boyhood has gone, it remains only for this girliness to rise up and flow over him, which is just what it does. He hangs his head in shame as his squeezing of his thighs is to no avail, and his kilt and petticoats sway slightly from side to side with the pulses of his orgasm.
There are grins on all three female faces. “I think he’s having an accident, murmurs Sinead as her phone goes onto video capture.
“In that case, then, I’ll let you sleep in underwear, but there is a rubber sheet on your bed...
“Hello.” Robert said. “My typical day begins around 6am. I’ll have a quick shower before giving the bathroom a...
“You’ll get used to it.” Charlie assured as he washed the last few pots. “Right… I’ll just leave them...
“Nnnno!” The woman scolded, “no! Bad baby! Bad, bad baby!” He felt her hand come down once across...
I lost track of the number of songs we danced too. I think it was four or perhaps five;...
I decided not to put my hair into any fancy braids today. I didn’t want to spend all morning...
“Potty pwease!” she squealed, willing even to use a stupid potty seat to poop in now, an idea that...
Mandy interrupted him. “Don’t worry, Kim,” she said, taunting him again with phony concern. “Heather decided not to tell...