Carol had never volunteered to help me with clothes shopping before.Mom asked me, "What do you think you need?" Quite a lot. I'm getting taller again,...so my pants are starting to look silly. Also my shirts are getting too tight across my shoulders. Doesn't matter for T-shirts, but some of my good shirts are getting uncomfortable."Mom said, "I thought you'd finished your growth spurt already. Let's measure you in the doorway after lunch."That's what we did. The doorway from the kitchen into the. “I’m going to go home now,” said Joey. “Okay, see you tomorrow,” I replied.I thought to myself, “Did he see my breasts, or was that a coincidence? And if he did see my breasts, could he have possibly been turned on my that?” I reviewed in my head what I saw for the rest of the night, and for the first time, thought about Joey when I was in bed that night. The next day I felt different. Knowing that Joey might have been attracted to me turned me on. On the other hand, the thought that it was a. The hand that guided me there found my neck, tracing my throat, down my chest, and back up to my neck where it was firmly held in place. He kissed me, hard, and I released a breath of pleasure. His hands explored my body, teasing in every way that he could. I was then collared to a woman, while he was fingering me. I was immediately lost in the pleasure of it all, losing my inhibitions. The collar came off of her and he removed my blindfold, ordering me to enjoy the views. After taking in the. She cannot believe this is really happening to her. She had fantasies of having nasty dirty sex with me, but not being gagged, tied up and fucked like this! I'm thrusting into her, my pace changing. I slam in very hard and fast, pulling back slowly, then ramming back in very hard again. The bed is shaking violently from the force of my thrusts. The feel of her pubic hair on my balls is exciting me more as I slam into her faster and faster. I feel my balls tighten and I lean in close and whisper.