Tyler glanced under her dress getting up and sitting down. She said "it's there...I'm the only who touches it...But it will be your choice, forward". ...he opened her thighs wide! Tyler peered at thw white triangle perfectly exposed above the lace tops of her stockings. After seconds, she handed him her Gold bracelet saying "it's your choice". She slid her hips to the seat edge placing her crotch inches from his face as he bent forward. Her fingers twisted her gusset to the side letting her caged. It is a pantyhose made of thin cloth so that the background can be seen through when you grasp it with both hands and look through it!Until this moment, I had no memory of touching my sister's pantyhose with malicious intent. I was just curious about the underwear of the opposite sex.But at this time, I don't know what was happening, and some parts of my body were changing.The penis felt a little stiff and a mysterious pounding sensation.Guilt and curiosity were fighting in an aggressive mind. " Call me Jane out of school, Jack" she offered, "Mrs Yates makes me feel old." If you don't mind, I'll call you Mrs Yates. There is something inherently naughty about it. Well screwing my teacher is naughty isn't it?" Oh yes, my boy! It is naughty, downright wicked in fact" she responded "and I just love being wicked." She dropped to her knees in front of him and pulled down his shorts to reveal his tool. "Oh this is gorgeous," she said and before he could respond the crown disappeared into. When I finished elementary school I promised myself that I'll never be the bullied kid again so I started workig out, wear clothes that showed my muscles and I tried to be "fearsome" all the time. I tried to act as an alpha and it seemed like it's working. Nobody bullied me in highschool. The first year went by I had no luck with the girls. Nothing surprising. I changed my appearance and maybe my attitude but my personality hasn't changed. I was still that submissive little boy who I was I just.