. it gross....I was looking for him to agree with me that I should ease back but instead he told me it felt good when I went all the way down and chok...d on his cock. He also explained how I shouldn't worry about the spit and how he wanted more spit, more choking more effort and more deepthroat. That was the first time I heard him say all this stuff. I asked if he was sure? He grabbed the back of my head pushed it down of his cock and held my head down for what felt like an eternity. I gagged,. Megan snapped a narrow garment across my waist which had some strapshanging from it. It was a corset. I held on to Megan whilst she rolledstockings up my leg and attached them to the tabs hanging down. Theyfelt silky smooth and very sensuous. The shimmer was dazzling. I wasloving becoming Juliette.Finally Megan pulled a black dress over my head. It felt short, wellabove my stockinged knees and hugged my feminine figure. The largerstraps across my shoulders hid the straps of the bra. The front. A red jewel on a thin, gold chain bounced between her glowing pair of pale orbs. Her body was slim and rigid, obviously encased in whalebone. Our hips and thighs rubbed together as the carriage moved along at a good pace, and she did not seem to mind the familiarity."My 'ome was in New York, in the city, when the Redcoats arrived. I'd only been in America for about six months. We had a small business, furs, and the colonel made a, what shall I say, an arrangement with my master, paid 'im some. ”“Obviously. But I know that, and I act appropriately in accordance with that knowledge.”“Did Kristin extract any promises from you? Insist on a profession of love?”“No, but I’m not sure she was thinking straight.”Clarissa laughed softly, “Because horny teenagers always think rationally about having sex?”“Well, no,” I chuckled. “Can I ask you a question?”Clarissa smirked, “Yes, I’m a horny teenager! But my fingers work as well as your hand did before your first time.”“So why not?”“Because I’m.