I closed the door and opened the bag. The first thing that hit my eye was a short, sassy blonde wig. I slipped it on my head and brushed out the sides... I was amazed. The wig, with its shortness, looked much more sexy and realistic than the one I brought with me. I reached down into the bag and found black thigh highs--no pantyhose. Near the bottom of the bag was a sweater blouse that was dark in color. I thought the bag was empty but upon reaching in one more time, I discovered two very. He knew that this really turned me on, which also turned him on even more. After playing with my breasts for a while, he finally couldn't take any more of the teasing that I was giving him, and he grabbed onto my hair and started guiding my mouth exactly where he wanted it and how fast he wanted it to go. This really made my pussy wet and he knew it. I was loving every minute of pleasure that he was getting. I could feel him tensing up, as I knew he was just about to cum. I slowly pulled my. Later in the summer, he started inviting me to his house when he would be alone. We played video games, did his chores, watched movies and ate junk food. I got to watch him change a few more times. I took off my shirt to mow the yard with him. I loved when he was shirtless in a baseball cap. his soft smooth skin just within reach, yet so far away, his underwear showing where his pants had slipped. One day, we were watching a movie on his bed. We had our shoes off, feet pointing to the t.v.,. "Fuck me sir, please make me your boy. I need to be hurt by your big manprick".No words needed. I turned him round in my arms as I knelt on the grass,pushed his head down and his ass up and spat a gob of thick mucus intohis anus. He reached around and pushed some fingers up his cunt pushingand pulling at the darker red gaping muscle. I wasn't going to wait anylonger. I spat on my dick and simply thrust deep into his body, buryingthe entire length in one go. I had my hand over his mouth to.