?Might as well break her cherry too!? Grinning, unrolling the latex across the hood of his pulsing shaft, she rolls it upward, tugging it, stretching ...t until it’s completely stretched around his pulsing shaft. ?Let me help!? She grins as she holds his cock at mid length in one hand and pinches the glistening ring downward with her thumbnail and fingertip of the other. Pressing forward with her hand, tugging at his shaft, his hips are forced to follow. Giving another tug, the head of. She was beautiful, this ?Margaret?, even with his limitedexperience around women, the boy knew that. Standing next to Margaret, the captain of this new vesselwas a sight as well. She was tall, and would have been several inches tallerthan Margaret even had she not been wearing the thigh high leather boots. Aboveher boots, he could barely make out a pair of form fitting pants, obscured asthey were by the boots and the blood red velvet coat she wore. Under theunbuttoned flowing coat, he could. "But," she said with a smile, "I also know he loves you more than life itself, and that you feel the same way about him, and that when your father and I get married that it will affect more than just the lives of him and me."We have to consider the effects on you and my sons, although they really won't be affected as much as you. Steve will be going off to Europe as soon as this semester is over, and Mark probably won't be around that much with his summer job and all." That just leaves me,". Very soon, beneath the warm shower, we were climaxing together like two female Extraordinaires with our thighs intertwined, while each of us gushed beneath our big frantically pumping bims.After the shower had ended, Cygnette asked me, "Would you like to wear girls' clothing too?" I assured him that I would. He gave me some lacy undies, some flimsy bosom armour, a blouse, a full skirt, some anklets, and some shiny shoes. I put them on; though a bit loose, they fit passably well. Cygnette, still.