She pulled out a pinknylon lace half slip and asked Carl, "Would you like to try this one?"Carl stuttered, "ah, no, is the hour up yet?"She continued ...ith a pair of pink lace panties with ruffles in the backand kept taunting Carl, "Why don't you give in to your sissy faggotdesires, you know you want to cream your panties! A faggot like youwould enjoy a pair of sissy panties like these!"Carl was teetering on starting to ooze but he still had 15 minutes to goand his stepmother was unrelenting.. ’ He moved closer and put his hand on my knee, with a steady motion, he moved it up under my skirt. ‘From what I hear neither have you. Most of the guys do nothing but brag how hot you are and how tight and wet you are. Is it true?’ Bending my head to his ear, I nipped at his earlobe. ‘Why don’t you use your fingers and find out, I hear the service here is slow.’ He did just that, pushing aside the crotch of my panties he fingered my slit and rubbed my now throbbing clit then shoved one long. "Yeah, I know her. She's in Home Ec, third period with me. Nice body. Great big tits!"Hannah's eyes shone. She smiled lustfully at her lifelong friend, and now since they had joined the community, so much more. She moved atop Irene, straddling her waist. Irene's hands moved slowly and firmly up and down Hannah's thighs. Sticking her lower lip out in a exaggerated pout, Hannah said, "I thought you liked them a little smaller." Slowly she removed her shirt and bra, showing her freckled, petite. To me it was just another chance to help my employer and get to cook, something which helped me forget my troubles. With no contact with Tameka in months, I was growing increasingly depressed and lonely. Some of the ladies from the shows would run into me backstage, but I did not find them all that interesting. Most were old and jaded, and the memory of Tameka's enthusiasm and love kept me from opening up to them. I had even found myself looking longingly at an engagement ring during a break as.