I was almost out of school for the summer and all I wanted to do was be with my girlfriend so we could have sex again. I felt like I planned out us ha...ing sex more then we actually did it. I also felt like I wanted it more then she did. I often tried to bring up sexual topics between us and she would respond barely and then drop it or change the subject. This was frustrating to me, I knew other guys girlfriends were a lot more sexually driven then mine. I wanted to do something special for her. "They are such bigbreasts. What is happening to me. How did this happen, I used to be aguy. Why did I ever pick up that dam bikini?"Mistress had finished making her selections and called me up to thecounter where after wiping the tears from under my eyes, she paid foreverything. I couldn't believe it when it totaled over 6 hundreddollars. Miss Sara thanked us and gave Mistress a hug, and handed me allthe bags. "By sissy, come entertain us again soon," she smiled.I put the bags into the trunk of. “Oh, that’s very sensitive,” I said sweetly. Steve cleared his throat and laughed a little as he groaned. “Yes, very,” he said as he stretched a bit. I glanced at Brian who was smiling and watching. “I think I should release it.” I said as I started undoing his belt. Brian moved nearer and encouraged me. “Yes, release it.” Steve sighed as I unzipped his jeans and tugged his cock free. It was thick and erect and quite handsome. He was already oozing pre cum from the tip and I leaned forward to. ”“Who are you kidding?! Other than me suddenly waking up straight one morning, I can’t imagine what might happen to prevent it!”“Mile marker 111 on US Route 50,” I replied quietly.“Sorry.”“Not your fault, Lissa; it’s just a reminder not to be absolutely sure of any future event.”“I have an idea, if you’re interested.”“What’s that?”“It would take some work, and would cost you a bit of money, but wouldn’t violate her rule about not spending too much now.”“Go on.”“The crystal vase we saw in the.