I finally took his head into my mouth and started to suck. I ran my tongue in full circles around the head in between strokes.I was finally sucking hi... cock, I couldn't believe it. I just felt so girly and submissive, I've never experienced a feeling like this in my life. I could feel his cock twitch and pulse in my mouth. It was amazing being able to give someone so much pleasure. I continued to take him in my mouth, working my lips and tongue slowly and sensually around his cock, but deeper. "Wow people go and come here so fast." said Steve laughing at his own joke.Steve walked up the walkway and knocked on the front door. The door swung open and Steve was greeted by the sight of his Grandma Clare wearing nothing but a short lavendar silk robe. She was only in her fifties and both time and genetics had been kind to her. She still had the figure of the girl that had won several beauty contests when she was younger, her face was still smooth with only a few small lines to betray her. I'm pretty sure I was born that way...my parents were not huge believers in corporal punishment but I got the odd spanking with the hairbrush when I got out of line...A lot of my early recollections were at school either bearing witness to a classroom spanking or me being on the receiving end.But it was the 1970s and the slipper still ruled the classroom.It was a giddy unexplainable excitement I felt when seeing another pupil being beaten...the sounds the reactions as I sat there watching with. "I took the clothes, and looked around for a place to change."Dressing rooms are over there," Julia was pointing to a couple of doorsalong one of the walls. I thanked her and headed for the doors.The jeans were a dark blue, but weren't unlike any of the other jeans mymom had bought me. They were tighter than my male jeans off course, butnot uncomfortable. The red top was gorgeous. I was starting to get anappreciation for female clothing, and I knew I wanted to keep this top.It was fitted tight.