Let’s wear the same thing like we used to in college.??Good idea.? Lisa walked out with a yellow burqa in hand along with a black dress and a pair o... black gloves. She handed them over to me and said, ?Okay this is your uniform. Come on, the chastity belts are in my husband’s room.? ?Uniform?? I asked.?Private joke between me and my husband,? Lisa answered. ?I’m not allowed to wear anything else so we called it my uniform.??A uniform you can’t take off.??True? I followed Lisa into a. “With my hair bound up, and wearing the right sort of clothes, I could be taken as a boy. What I still don’t really understand is that I can be attracted both to women of all ages, to the boys I mention, and, very selectively, to adult men that I trust, like Howard and Art.“The legal age in this state is 16. I wonder if we might find a mature 16-year-old or two, who obviously would have very fast recovery times. In no way do I want to do the slightest harm to an immature man, but I think I do. But that made my first impression of him trembled.I stealthily walked behind him for me to avoid being noticed of him. Just when I was getting close to my room, he called me and I got nervous. "Dianna, come here", he said.I don't know what to do."Why?" I just uttered."Just come here!!!", he insisted.When I get close to him, I saw him stroking his cock. My eyes were shocked. That was not my first time to see a cock, but he was my stepdad. Beside his cock was so big, maybe more than 10 inches. My hand moved up his thigh and rubbed over his cock through his shorts. He was rock hard, and I rubbed my fingers over the head through the khaki fabric. He groaned into my mouth as I began pressing my thumb firmly on the head. His body was tightening, his muscles tensing, and his hips were pressing into my hand. He pulled his hand from my breast for a moment, and reached up the leg of his shorts and freed his cock for me. I looked down at it, smiling. It was so beautiful, so hard. The head was.