Boys, boys be my boy. Tonight I'm ready honey. Boys, boys be my boy. I wanna be your lovergirl, Be my loverboy.=-=I danced my heart out. The smaller f...ame made the quickmotions I was now favoring much easier, and the freedom Iwas afforded in my new clothing was no hindrance either. Hecouldn't' keep up, and soon, he faltered. He couldn't keepup with my skills.He congratulated, and I was embarrassed when he asked,"Where did you come from?"I answered, "Heaven."The prize was a 1000-dollar gift. I have won and now deserve the prize. But she started teasing me and started to run to another room.I followed her from one room to another and then finally caught her in the kitchen. I grabbed her by the waist and asked to give me my prize. She tried to free herself but was not able to. She then having no other option, gave me a small kiss on my left cheek. Then again covered her face with both the hands.I then asked to give on the right cheek to which she said no. She said that it was only. “So with you out of the way, what shall I try on first” she says she takes off the jumper and her bra to reveal firm breasts with small hard nipples, she then takes off her skirt and petticoat to expose long beautiful legs covered by black seamed nylon stockings, and her pussy hair is only just covered by a small black g-string, the finishing touch being a pair of red stiletto shoes, these clothes she leaves on, as these are the clothes he had insisted that she wore for the trip to London. She. . ‘But that will wake him up.’ No duh! That’s what I’m telling you to do! Wake him up and fuck his brains out. ‘Yeah, right.’ Okay, wake him by fucking his brains out. Isn’t that the rest of his fantasy? A woman sucking his cock and then riding him while he’s sleeping, so he wakes up inside her? ‘Yeah, but I can’t do that. It would just seem wrong. Besides, he’s only been sleeping a few hours. He needs his sleep.’ He needs you to make a move on him. Be a woman, would you? You start to kiss his.