I want to run my hands through that blonde hair of yours, kiss those juicy lips and sit on your big cock,” she slurs seductively. “Aunt Penny?”...Jack asks bewildered. “You’re drunk, you aren’t thinking clearly.” Penny takes a daring step towards him and snakes her hand down to his pants, moving too quick for him to react. “Who cares?” she asks seductively, caressing his erection. “I can tell you want me, you’re hard.” “I uh...” “Shhh,” she purrs as she continues to stroke his cock through his. My master is a strong alpha male who made me his sissy bitch a long time ago. We worked together and were friends, although it was always his lead in the things we did when we hung out together. I think he realized my submissive nature early on. He may also have suspected about my feminine side, but I’m not sure how long before moving in he knew about that. When we hung out at his place, or at mine, I would be getting him food and drinks and so on. ‘What the hell is this?’ Mark asked one day. But, it turns out that a lot of my cum was soaking through into the couch anywayTanya kept apologizing for the mess on my couch. I told her she would not have had to worry about that if she had managed to keep her panties. We laughed and drank more. We just kinda socialized like old friends. I played with her inner thigh a bit. You know, just like old friends would do at anytime...She eventually went to the bathroom and soon called me in. I walked in and Tanya was standing there wearing Beth's. " Jack's response was smug. He was repeating words that he had heard his uncle use the previous week."What if you had a girl, a girl who let you touch her?" Miss Simpson began slowly, looking across at the pretty boy, who gazed back at her with an uncomprehending, open face. "Would you tell people about it? About touching her?"Jack was flustered by the very idea of touching a girl, but he answered with a firm, "No."Alice Simpson smiled quietly to herself as she braked at a red light. She looked.