) Or perhaps she liked the bondage sex and fantasized being tied up in special ways and then teased and tortured until she has a giant orgasm. The cre...it card bill tells me she bought a few outfits and a crop recently.I like to think she took an interest in public sex because she is certainly more willing to be aroused in public. She often goes commando while shopping. She's sent me sexy selfies from changing rooms in department stores. She knows I love it when she's naughty. But I really think. Once again Rose stared into my eyes as if to see my thoughts. I wasn’t aware that my jaw had dropped until she flitted slender fingers at me and jovially said, ‘Well, shut my mouth! That’s probably the summation of your thoughts, isn’t it, Mr. Emerly?’ I couldn’t help but smile, ‘Yes, I guess it was. This is almost too much, and I must admit not a profession I ever thought I would one day consider myself in. I’m not sure I want to be in this profession. Yet, there is a part of me that is. Miranda, watching and listening to the exchange from the control room, smiled. Her control over the boys was nearly complete. She noticed the effects of the female hormones that were being administered with their daily fix. Soon these kids wouldn't need forms, they were on the way to developing tits of their own.Candy had been like them once, a runaway boy snatched from the streets. She was Miranda's first subject. Her breasts were now too big for her to be a convincing victim, but she was. A few more thrusts and he groaned pushing himself all the way releasing his load into me. Ooohh, he moaned burying his face into my pillow. He pushed himself into me one more time emptying himself, and then pulled out. I felt the hot stickiness of his cock slipping out of me. His cum spilled out of my raw wet fold and down my inner thighs. Curiously, I rubbed my fingers across my labia and got his cum on me. Touch yourself, I want to watch. His fingers grazed my hand. I never really masturbated.