My heart leapt when the doorbell rang. I checked myself in the mirror and was pleased to see that I’d done a reasonable job of dressing like our hea...mistress with my hair tied back. The look on Mike’s face as I opened the door suggested that he felt I’d achieved the look.We chatted briefly then I took control and got into character, “Mike, you know why I sent for you.”His head dropped, “Yes,” he muttered.“YES, WHAT,” I thundered.“Yes, Miss.”“Very well, take off your clothes.”He reacted just as. My pants were on, so his wrist was at an awkward angle, but he rubbed my clit (way too hard, but I didn’t really understand that then), and stuck one slippery finger into my vagina. After that first time, he wouldn’t do it unless I asked for it. It excited him to hear me say, ‘I want you to finger-fuck me, Will.’ I had a hard time saying it, but it was worth it. Eventually I was bold enough that I would pull down my pants and underwear under the blanket, but not bold enough to take them off. I. Barlow’s lust for his beautiful, extremely well developed, and sexy sister. The next day Joey stopped by Mr. Barlow’s school office. He had the Hypnotic Eye with him and showed it to Mr. Barlow, putting him into a hypnotic trance and asked, “My sister is Cindy Wilson. Did you hit on her, and what were your intentions?”“Yes, I did. I wanted her hot sexy lips wrapped around my hard dick sucking me off. Cindy gives me a hard-on every time she is in my class. She sits on the front row, and when she. She appreciated the slow in all accord, especially in sensual matters. She fed my appetite for more than even I imagined and brought to the table a collection of fantasies and heat beyond my wildest dreams. She knew the fine art of window dressing, and the tease, the allure. She shared openly in my ear her deepest dreams and fantasy scenarios. She was the first I’d felt open enough with (while we read to each other some of each other’s work), to openly caress myself, encouraging her to do the.