"Oh no," Kitty replied, "No, I like boys." But girls have more stamina," Miss Lloyd suggested, as she collected Kitty's discarded clothing and a stray...sock on of the men had left behind "And it's my break." "Oh!" Kitty said thoughtfully, "I see." Do you?" Miss Lloyd asked as she began to undo the buttons down the front of the long white dress she wore."Of course, you need to cum too," Kitty smiled.Miss Lloyd pushed her panties down to her knees revealing a freshly waxed pussy."It's the least I. The Marquess now gracefully walked throught the immaculate maze of roomsin her home. A bystander could spot a friendly gleam in her eyes, onethat could only be translated as joy of being back home. She quickly looked behind her - a glance to die for - to see whether shewas finally alone in her mansion. None of the servants had followed her.She was sure that her beloved husband, the Marquis, would out in Nice atan important alnd ownership discussion. She was alone in the house. Suddenly, she was. Her slap surprised me more that it hurt, but I got right back in her face again.“If you ever raise a hand to me again, I will knock you on your ass. Now leave or I will call campus security and have you removed.”“You ungrateful little bastard. You are fourteen years old and I am YOUR MOTHER. You will come home with me if I have to drag you by your ear, kicking and screaming. DO YOU HEAR ME?”She was screaming at the top of her lungs, the door wide open, and we had an audience.“You need to. It was wrong, but after a while, I couldn't quite resist it. First, itwas a pair of panties. Then, I started wearing them all the time. Shewas a small woman, so I found that with the fleshy man boobs I hadalways had, one of her bras fit fairly well. Then it just seemed to goon from there. One of my worst moments came though, when someone saw methrough the room's window. I didn't stay around for any of theridicule- I left the stuff behind and never went back.I was back in the business.