I remember well my mom saying, you must go to school a boy, i cried andcried telling her i wanted to wear a dress, but like being forced to weara diap...r, she made me dress in boy pants and shirt, before the school buscame. I was heart broken, i wanted to be like my sister, to wear skirtsand dresses. My first class after arriving was wrong, i wet my pantswithin the hour, which prompted the school to call my mom. When she came,i was very afraid she brought dry under ware and pants and told me !. I tie the blind fold next so no light gets through. I kneel on the floor, knees shoulder width apart, facing away from the door. I quickly put the hand cuffs on my wrist behind my back and lean forward until my cheek is pressed against the floor. Waiting for you seems like an eternity and just the thought of you walking in on me like this makes me excited. Soon I hear the door. Straining my ears I try to see where you are headed first. I hear you drop your briefcase in the kitchen like you do. Inch by inch he worked deeper and deeper, only to pull back and slowly push into me again. After about 5mins or so he was, as he said, finally balls deep. It hurt so much to have him inside of me (the biggest one I had up to this point was about 6 and a half inches, and not very thick). He started to pull out and once he got halfway out, he quickly jammed himself right back in. He started to pull out slowly again and quickly thrust back in, he slowly pulled out and quickly thrust back in. He. She had read about this and now was going to know. Maggie kissed her lips, then her swollen little nipples, licked her ribs and tummy, french kissed her naval, then gave little bites on her abdomen as she moved lower and lower. Susan was about to explode. Her eyes were closed and her head twisted from side to side as her Mom tortured her with pleasures she had never felt before.Susan opened her eyes and looked as her Mom slid her hand up her thigh onto her wet pussy. Two fingers eased inside.