I was hardly able to keep up with Rob a we went across town to another motel Rob had already rented a roo #66 inside was a king-sized bed and a chair ...ositioned at the end of the bed Rob told me to strip down to my panties and then k would tie me to the chair k got me tied tightly to the chair then Rob forcefully stripped of her clothing and through he on the bed k rolled over facing Rob and spread her legs giving us both a wide open view or her hairy cum leaking pussy Rob started slowly. "He's not Claire,"Stuart said, referring to his sister. I loved being mistaken for agirl.I explored the wardrobes in the bedroom, which were an overflow for hismother's clothes. She had once been a model and it was full of lovelydresses, furs and in the drawers, undies and corselettes. After we hadgone to bed, I tried on a corselette for the first time. It fittedreasonably well,and I found stockings to fix to the suspenders and apair of silk French panties. I sighed as I put them away and went. It’s a formal Monday of my college which I have to be frustrated to get off bed early(I think everyone). It is raining for the past two days, I expected a holiday till now, but it is too late. I should go for college since my attendance is little lagging (just 67%). Though I had done my morning works faster, it is quite late. I used to college bus for transportation. My friend called me that bus was already left my stop. No way back now. I have to go for college by any how. As usual my mom. He masturbates thrice a week at least, he told me.I flirted with him as well and he really enjoyed that. I am very sure that if I would have tried to get physical with him, he would not have objected. But he was a young kid, and we should refrain from using them for our dicks.He suggested to exchange WhatsApp numbers and I agreed.He used to text me quite often, which sometimes really annoyed me. He was a kid with no workload, and I had work pressure from office, it was really tough to reply to.