Kathleen walked over and straddled my head looking down at me as a looked up between her long sturdy legs and she patted her hairy mound. "Take a good...look pervy boy as I am going to sit down and you are going to lick this and make me cum on your face". Then as promised she sat down right on my face and wriggled to position her vagina right on my mouth. Despite the fact she was doing nothing to take any of her weight I heard her order me, "come on get that tongue working, Janet get undressed. My weaving pathway led directly to the fence yard of a charming little house. I paused, uncertain of what to do. The soft white cotton of my dress continued its antics, slithering its way all over my firm young body, clinging to every curve and crevice. The normally lady-like hem, properly cut well below the knee, crawled its way up my thighs and hung bunched at my waist. I looked down, inhaling sharply in surprise and shame that my female charms stood exposed for anyone to see. . Monet pointed out to her sissifiedstepson. Carl looked at the model on TV and saw she was wearing a shortblack skirt with stilettos. Carl's sissy stick was raging and pulsating,but he held back. "I bet you would like to wear that outfit? Or do you just like to wearlingerie? Huh, you pathetic pansy!" Carl's stepmother sneered.Carl replied in defense, "I don't like to wear any kind of feminineattire, especially the outfit I have on now!"Mrs. Monet smiled and light flicked the front of his panties. Barbara said she felt so sure she was going to get on with me thatshe'd like me to come and stay at her house and get to know them. Shesaid Dee would be my slave too and do my bidding. She would doabsolutely anything I asked.By this time, I was feeling so horny, I just said that if she couldfind me under the tight restraining knickers, she could give me ablow job right there. And she did. She slipped to her knees under thetable, slipped under my dress, undid the bow on my knickers, pulledthem.