" Miley turns her iPhone so I can see a picture ofme wearing the little pink leotard and somehow I am even smiling. "Mileyyou can't show that to anyon.... You have to delete those pictures nowplease."Miley is smiling from ear-to-ear wearing her new pink leotard walkingaround me wearing the one she tricked me into trying on. "Well brotheror I guess I should say little sister since I don't see your little boybulge through the leotard, you must have been a good girl and pushed itto the back so you. About their bodies mainly and about sex, which they of course do not understand, but know they want to do, have to do, I guess. It's a drive you know, copulation." But you do, I mean, you've done it so do you understand it?" she sniffed. "Don't you?" Not really, but I've done it more than most guys my age I guess. I still think about regularly, all the time." I was surprised that she knew I was experienced, lawn cutting and grass widows had taught me a lot, a real lot!"Somebody told me that.. And so Michele told Polly her story, how she had developed a fetish forlingerie and stockings and how her fetish increased and became morecompelling as she grew older. How she stole her sisters and mother'sdiscarded undergarments and used them for masturbatory purposes and thenbegan secretly wearing them under her male attire. She even told herabout snowdropping in the nurse's change room.They sat side by side close to each other as Michele told her story andPolly hung on every. I'm glad we understand each other." And with that, I slammed into her just as I flicked her clit. And she screamed."OHHH FUUCCKK! I'MMM CUUUMMIINNGGG!"Kim emptied herself on my desktop once again thrashing around on her slippery juices to the point I thought she might slip out of my grasp and fall to the floor. But I held onto her despite her flopping around like a fish out of water.As soon as the last throes of her orgasm had passed, I pulled her off the desk and onto the floor. I had been.