She lent me a sparkly dress that just reached my mid-thigh. It hadspaghetti straps and was low cut. I decided I couldn't wear it, havingno tits, but s...e created cleavage out of nowhere with tape as if bymagic. She produced a more realistic set of breast forms than mine usingadhesive fixed them to my chest. "I used to wear them, but don't needthem anymore," she said, "they will see you through until yoursblossom." She handed me a pair of strappy heels and an evening bag andwe were off to the bar. Her tight skirt works wonders for her ass. I watch it bounce as she leaves the room.‘Fuck’ I say to myself. I give myself a shake before heading back up to my room. A few hours have passed, it was after eleven when there’s a knock at the door and a head pops in. It’s Diane.“Hi there Handsome!” She says as she enters my room and closes the door.“Eh Ms. Baker what are you doing?” I sit up on my bed.“Please call me Diane” she makes her way over to my bed. She is drunker than earlier but doesn’t. I felt furry cuffs go around my hands and legs and then I felt them get lightly pulled so that I was above the bed. It turns out that she had a machine had pulled up my cuffs up to the top of the bedposts. There was four posts that held up a curtain on my mistresses bed and my naked body was streched above the bedsheet. She began licking my pussy while fingering my ass and my body felt like it was being torn apart. "AHHH MY MISTRESS THAT IS SO NICE LICK ME HARRRDDDERRR" I yelled out. . He motioned for me to sit down as he prepared a couple of drinks. Placing them on his coffee table we sat side by side on his sofa, he said his name was Andrew.As we made small talk I noticed he had a bit of chub hung over his light brown trousers. He told me he was 22, worked for a local supermarket and was a loner and a virgin. We sat chatting away for around 15 minutes when without warning he put his right hand on the inside of my thigh, gently rubbing me and staring at me.I moved closer and.