He then stopped to remove his shirt and trousers. He was left wearing only his boxer shorts. I could see he hard cock sticking through the thin materi...l. I went to reach for it but he stopped me and pushed my hand away. "No. This is about you," he said. Without saying a word, he started sucking my right nipple and playing with my other nipple with his left hand. I began moaning as he then moved his hand down my side and slid it in between my legs and up to the warmth of my pussy. I gasped as. SHE ASKS HIM IF HE WOULD RATHER HAVE A REAL WOMAN WEARING THOSE BONE SPIKE HIGH HEELS RUBBING HIS COCK AND TO MAKE HIS MASTURBATION FANTASY REALLY COME TRUE. (She always talks about High Heels as "SPIKE HIGH HEELS") HE NODS YES. SHE SLOWLY SITS ON THE BED AND TELLS HIM TO GET ON THE FLOOR AND SLIP THE SPIKE HIGH HEELS ONTO HER NYLONED FEET. HE KNEELS ON THE FLOOR IN FRONT OF HER AND SLIPS THE HIGH HEELS ON HIS SEXY AUNT. (She asks him if he likes her in the Spike High Heels) WHEN HE. I seductively whispered, “may I cum Master?” and he replied, “yes, misty, as long as you don’t mind an audience.” I shook my head “no” and he instructed to get up and follow Him into the room with the pool table. He asked the men in there if they wouldn’t mind having His slave masturbate in front of them and of course they said “no!” He lifted me onto the pool table, told me to spread my legs open wide, knelt in front of me and lapped up my juices. I closed my eyes, arched my back and moaned.. Melissa reached out toward the mirror, next, fingers touching the coolglass. The image in the mirror reached out as well."It really is me..." Melissa whispered. "I look like... Like a girl..."A half-forgotten memory stirred, as Melissa looked at herself in themirror. It had been Halloween. She'd wanted to go as a cheerleader.Some of the more popular kids in school had gone in drag the previousHalloween, and it had been a big hit.Her mom said they'd only pulled it off because they were popular..