”“Well, geez,” I said, “what if I cum too soon? I don’t want to embarrass her.”Again, the matronly Dolly smiled. “Well, maybe I can help...a little,” she said.Then—to my utter amazement—she put her hand on my shoulder, and pushed me onto my back on the bed. Then— still fully clothed—she got on the bed with me, straddling my hips, and took my cock in her hand; I was rock-hard in a second, but—before I could even react— she lifted up her skirt with her free hand, pulled her panties aside, and. The drugs had also helped in this,making me dopey and passive.I protested, "But I'm a boy,... not a girl " On this voyage you are what the Captain and the crew says you are andyou are the Mistress of the Wardrobe. And that means you will wear theseclothes and masquerade as a woman. A Lady of quality for the relief ofthe Captain and crew. Who will not see a woman for many months ...youwere a godsend when I saw you being beaten on by those dregs from thestreet and when I carried you up the. Ed fucks around -- and you put up with it, BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO CHOICE! But the best way for you to handle things is to participate actively, any time he will let you. Your best shot at happily ever after is for you to make sure he knows you love him -- daily. Who is boss at your house?" Ed is," Cindy muttered, looking penitent."And it's going to stay that way -- or else!" I warned her. "Just because he doesn't care whether you have chicken or pork chops for dinner, allowing you to make the call. My hair was soaked by the running faucet, dripping down my back, the water cool, invading and scented from my Chanel perfume, my skirt open, my perky teenage breasts spilling out over my bra, nipples pert. His breathing got heavier, and suddenly bliss, dirty, forbidden, bliss as he penetrated me, dipping his cock into my wetness. "Fuck me, you're tight" he moaned throwing his head back as he tighten both hands around my neck. He started slow and hard, taking the time to ensure I was a.