She knew the effect it would have on her guest’s caged cock. Judging by his facial expression, it did as she had desired. She smiled and gave him a ...riendly kiss. Dinner went beautifully. He told his life story to them both, his loves, his accomplishments, his desires, and his fetishes. Nothing was off the table, or hidden, he was an open book. Suzi was very taken by him, there was an air of confidence and self-assurance that she always turned on by a man having, and he certainly exhibited it. A man to notice her and not one them stupid boys at school. Wearing her smallest shorts and top for bed as she kind of knew it ride up. Oh she wished her boons would grow like her mums or even her best friend Zara at school hers where like massive and all the boys looked at them and at her. But her mum assured her they would soon grow once she got older but Sarah couldn't wait that long. Desperate to have bigger boobs she prayed every night for them. She wondered when John would hold her close. "You should wear thigh highs, not pantyhose," he whispered into her ear, his fingers almost touching her pussy. "Easier access."Keith's hot breath in her ear sent an exciting charge through her body. Her pussy tingled. Keith was so adorably good looking. A part of her wanted to feel his finger against her clit. But with a force of will, she brought her hands down to her lap, over Keith's hand. "Please, stop," she said, her eyes glancing around the club, looking for Michael. "The game's gone far. It came down halfway between my crotch and knees. This was my starting point. I went back to her underwear drawers. As I looked through, I looked at myself in the mirror and seen Becky for the first time, she was the hidden girl in me I wanted to see. I was raised in the hippie days and my hair was long and blonde even though I was a boy, but I looked so like a girl. Looking through my sisters' pantyhose I chose some white silky ones. I sat on her bed and put them on. The feeling of pulling.