I picked up the phone and said hi. We talked for about ten minutes and agreed to meet at the bar that night for a meal and a few drinks. I knew what I...would wear. A long sexy pink dress that didn't leave anything to the imagination.I arrived at the bar a little before seven and found two guys chatting up Gail. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her waist and gave her a long kiss on the back of the neck. Slowly running my hand down between the leg of her silver leather jeans. Gail. My cock pulsed, pained and dribbled all the more, as I realised I was now being led up the steps to where Anita sat; the poor castrated wretch having now been led away to start his new life of hormone treatment.My beautiful mistress and the utterly dominant Anita smiled down at me contemptuously, and I felt that the entire audience was now focused on me, the wicked and dominant women there, hoping to see a special treat in the way of a repeat performance. Anita stared directly into my eyes as. " How old are you?" I'll be seventeen in two weeks." You're sixteen? Amazing." It's okay. You won't go to jail. I'm a goddess." You most definitely are."Alice scooted over to the van floor. "Now, let's not let that monster of yours go to waste. I'll lie down on the bench, and you can fuck me as hard as you want."Changing places in a moving SUV, on an unpaved road, was an awkward maneuver, but was accomplished as fast as possible.Alice got on her knees and elbows, her ass pointing toward. Sandra had somehow got the approval of her parents to buy her a black two piece bikini and despite only being f******n she filled the halter well with her developing breasts and a few wisps of thick pubic hairs escaped from her bikini bottoms. It certainly made my fifteen year old prick tent my navy trunks so I had to try to hide my embarrassment. Dusk was falling and the light fading as our fathers rolled in to join us as they had to finish their day,s work first. Keeping a wary eye on the.