One day a week orso after the reunion, Judy called me. “I Hope you’re up for another favor!” she said. “I need your help again. Can you come o...er this evening? I have a new hobby to show you.”A few hours later, I knocked on Judy’s door. She answered the door wearing a white cotton tee shirt and a pair of very tight white stretch pants. A white cotton robe completed her outfit. I had never seen these clothes before. She excitedly told me, “I’m taking a massage class at the Y! Come into the. ) Using my tongue, I played with her nipple in my mouth, sucking on it and even lightly biting it, as she continued pressing and pulling my tits.After a few minutes, she pulled her nipple out of my mouth with a ‘plop’, and began massaging down my torso toward my dripping wet pussy. My legs were already spread in anticipation, so she added a bunch of oil, and started rubbing her fingers up and down the outside of my slit, paying special attention to the clit on every stroke. With her fingers. She stood with her legs slightlyapart that tapered up to a small waist. Her belly exhibited a bit of apooch that made her beautiful instead of looking out of shape. Herfull breasts stood out above, her pink nipples proud and crinkled withexcitement.. She looked at him, her eyes sparkling. Her cheeks wereflushed and, while she was not breathing heavily, her pulse was quitevisible in her throat.Pat knew that he was as excited as she appeared to be. He quicklydropped his drawers and closed. "No doubt, Sara,he/she has potential. Now tell that pathetic excuse of a sissy to trulystart giving me a real blow job and to stop playing around!" MasterGreg demanded. Out of no where came a riding crop and I felt the wind asecond before the crop bit into my sissy ass with enough force to makeme drop Master Greg's cock from my mouth and scream in to the air. Idid not have panties on and my chastity belt was pulled through my boypussy and chained to the plug set deep inside my sissy ass so.