With the gentlest of touches I pressed my lips to hers teasing refusing to lean any closer and give Amy the deep kiss she so obviously wanted. Releas...ng the leash I let her unsupported head thump back onto the bed.Now that there was no chance of Amy slipping free it was time to reveal what I had in store for her but first I had to silence any potential protests. It might hurt a bit but a strip of duct tape would do the job nicely. Besides, duct tape looked way sexier than a bulging florescent. I went close to her asked her what was she doing and she replied that writing assignment. I mockingly asked seeing this(dirty pics) you writing ah?She- in a shy manner said che no.Me- okay do you mind if I ask you something?She- nope you can ask me.Me- okay don’t you girls get high on seeing these kinds of pics?She – of course, we do bt now am concentrating in writing that’s y am not feeling horny.Me- (in a lusty way) have you ever seen a live cock?She-( jovially) no. Y are you going to show me. She positioned herself in the middle of the bed and laid down, arms extended to the sides, legs parted.She lay there for about thirty seconds before she turned to me and said, "Well, what are you waiting for? Get your shoes off, get up here and start working your magic hands on me."I shook myself and nervously complied. I slipped off my shoes and knee walked onto the bed. I looked down on her and I didn't know what to do. The most comfortable position would be straddling her, at least for a. She began to call me her little Madeline, and I could sense a change in her when I was so transformed. In my male guise, she was a friend and idol, and unattainable romantic partner, the object of my dreams and sexual fantasies.When I was Madeline she was my confidante and close friend, her touches were more intimate and her manner became excited and urgent. My cock would pulse and quiver, rock hard in my breeches during these sessions, and the images of my pretty face and Elizabeth's flirting.