'Aren't you a big boy?!' I was teased again. I blushed.I rolled up the stockings on each leg, my companion watching my every move, a naughty twinkle r...flected in their eye from the bedside's lighting, before fastening the suspender belt around my waist and fastening the stocking tops.'Oh, you look lovely, dear. Come, take a look in the mirror.' he encouraged me.I watched myself in the mirror, my cock framed in delicate nylon and lace, the tip of my penis glistened already by pre-cum. My friend. My Dad had become quite protective of me and I had quite a strict upbringing. We went to church each Sunday. But outside that I didn’t really socialise much. I wasn’t allowed boy friends but that didn’t really bother me much, I wasn’t really interested in them. Due to my strict upbringing, I’d been excused from sex education at school, so didn’t really know much about that side of life; but if suited me just fine, I’d never really been curious to find out. I’m sure Dad would tell me if and when. She recalled her own state of shock as she watched him throw a blanket on top of the hood, climbing up and offering his hand to her. He loved that car, but with the single act that would have made any true car aficionado pass out, it showed how much more he loved her. That first night was magical. Luke instinctively drew her close, she smiled, knowing how uncharacteristic that was for him. He was so busy looking up at the stars, excitedly telling her about the constellations, that he didn’t. I think I’m ready.’ ‘Ugh! Ahhhhhh! You are quick to respond.’ ‘Your pleasure is my prime concern my lady.’ ‘Mmmmm, where was I?’ ‘The young couple.’ ‘Oh, yes. Well, they were moving around on the bed, he punched up the pillows, and lay back against the head of the bed, his knees spread, the girl lay across his chest, gripping him firmly in her hand, her legs open to him, letting him finger her. That’s about when I turned the suitcase over to find my hairbrush.’ ‘Did you start using it right.