That was too much for the guy and she said she almost felt him cum as he disappeared from the window, just as his wife arrived back at their front doo..., giving Jenny a dirty look for not being dressed at such a time. I thought that would be the end of it, but Jenny is never happy unless she's playing around and prick teasing, so she then decided to choose skimpier and skimpier outfits to wear when she went out of the caravan. By the fourth day she said that all she had on was a white thong. And the days passed and my "instruction" continued.I began to protest even though she threatened to tell my folks about mebeing in her lingerie at the wash line but when she threatened to take meshopping all decked out and dressed like a girl I decided I had betterput up with my punishment.When the time was up Madge kept her word. She had gone back to my houseand retrieved my suitcase to get me a complete boys change of clotheswhile Ruth expertly cut my hair into a short boy's style and then. With that he finally groaned and I pulled my mouth away, jacking him through his orgasm. He squirted and squirted, most of it splattering on my tits. It was more than I could bear and once more I sailed up into bliss as my own orgasm suffused me. I fell back on the bed bathed in sweat. Arnie sat on the floor legs flung out in front of himself, his arms back propping himself from the waist up. His wet cock was softening but the flesh was distended from being so charged with blood that it looked. ‘What’s your name?’ you asked me after a minute. ‘Does it matter?’ I ask in return. You looked at me for a moment and then said, ‘Yes, I think it does,’ then you pause before saying, ‘I want to hear you call out my name when I pleasure you.’ I gasped and you chuckle again. I felt one of your hands drop lower to my ass. you rub it for a moment before lowering your fingers and lightly snapping the back of my stocking. I whimpered, I couldn’t seem to help myself. You smiled as you soothed my skin..