Mistress left the room and I began to contemplate my fate. Iwas shaking, but the room was warm. I was a bundle of nerves. Mistressreturned with a plas...ic bag."Take off your socks and put them in here" she ordered."Next your top...fold it neatly".When I had taken my top off she began to laugh and came closer."Not a very manly body is it girl?" she stated."No Mistress" I murmured."More like a girls, it's so slight" she laughed."Now take off your trouser...you shouldn't be wearing them you're not. Jab maine use palat ke dekha to wo mujhe bahut pyasi nazro se dekh rahi thi aur apne shirt ke button ko khole ja rahi thi. Mai to shocked tha lekin pata nahi kya hua, mere kadam khud se hi badhne lageMai use keh raha tha ye sab theek nahi hai, aur mai badhe hi jara tha, mai apne kadam jitna badha raha thaw p apne shirt ke button ko khole hi jari thi. Aur kuch der ke baad mai uske bilkul paas tha. Maine hath ko dheere se uske shirt ke andar me le gaya, aur wo jor se aaahhhhh bharne lagi. Maine. Oh hell the old prune is too fucking religious to realize sex is a natural phenomenon and should be fun.When Cindy got home she changed into her baby-doll pajamas, with bikini panties. Then crawled under the covers and tried to fall asleep. However, the visions of what she and Reverend Caldwell would be doing all week made her clit throb. She turned on the soft light next to the bed, and threw back the covers. She reached for her 8 inch vibrator in the bedside table, and removed her panties.. The two were in a supply closet and he had her bent over one of the smaller filing cabinets."Yeah, Smitty! Keep doing that!" Bernice whispered with a grunt. "You... you're so amazing... keep doing that!"Smitty had his hands around Bernice's breasts, and was kneading them roughly. Her nipples seemed very sensitive, Smitty noticed. Despite the fact that Bernice always wore frumpy outfits, Smitty long suspected the treasures that her baggy shirts were hiding.Bernice seemed to love Smitty's rough.