I stopped her just before she climbed on the bed. "Everything Amy," I said. She smiled again before placing her hands behind her back and unclasping h...r bra. She then put a thumb under each side of the hem of her panties and peeled them over her hips, down her legs and off. I smiled at her again as she stood naked at the end of the bed. "You know what I want, Amy," I whispered while stroking both my inner thighs slowly up and down, my fingers grazing my now very wet lips. Amy knew. She climbed. “Read through the suggestions and the comments and add your own. If there’s a particular topic that piques your interest, investigate further.”I nodded. I soon had a copy of the master list on my laptop and did a quick skim through. Some of the suggestions were bizarre and probably untestable: I couldn’t imagine intelligent aliens travelling hundreds of light-years just to conduct an experiment on earthlings that involved wrongly convincing them that one of their number was gay. Then I started. The only couple I recognized was Frieda and Sam Ferguson. Frieda was being fucked, by someone that was definitely not Sam, and my dad had his cock stuffed in her mouth. My mom was down eating another woman, as she was being fucked from behind. That is when I saw a portly woman with huge tits head down the hall toward my bedroom. My cock was hard as a rock and without hesitation I decided to follow her. As expected she entered my bedroom. I crept near the door, and listened as I screwed up the. " Then walking around me,thoughtfully, she said, "Tonight you will wear your red Basque andmatching panties, with seamed stockings. Your half-slip petticoat, with awhite blouse, the one, which does up at the back and has three rows offrills down the front, the full pleated skirt, your 4-inch heels and fullmake up. Moreover, be sure you're ready by six o/clock, not a minutelater."Again, I replied, "Yes Miss."What was happening?Why was I letting Lucy do all of this?Why had I not told her NO, or.