"Fair enough," she replied. She knew I was only mostly telling thetruth.But for this ordeal, I figured my trusty tank top or a tee and baggyjeans wou...d do. It's what everyone expected of me, anyways. Then Ifound out Sarah wanted to really dress up. She was too shy to actuallyapproach this junior high pimp-daddy, but she thought maybe if sheglammed up or something, he'd notice her and it'd be like one of thoseJohn Hughes movies from the 80s she loved as much as Emily did."Pretty in Pink" or. " Amelia said sardonically.She guided the tip of the dildo at the entrance and slid the monster back into the brunette's pussy. The brunette arched her back as a guttural groan rumbled through her throat. Without much of a choice, her pussy was yet again subjected to a merciless torrent of thrusts, each one stronger than the last until yet another orgasm rocked through her body.This time, Amelia stopped. The brunette was already panting breathlessly against the stock. Her chest rose and fell,. .." Yes dear, I know. You're very pretty."Just walking in the dress was a chore! I thought I knew how to walk ina dress, but I had to hold up the hem so It wouldn't drag on the floorand get dirty. It was a struggle, but I managed, and we were soon atthe hall. As I walked in I did my best to take smaller steps and holdmy hands and arms like I had seen girls do. Mom smiled at that, thenled us to our table. To my great dismay, one of the girls from schoolwas sitting there with her parents! All I. “What did you think?” you ask.“Honestly, I really enjoyed knowing you were watching, knowing you were turned on. I loved having both the men and women cum for me. And I loved your cock inside me. But, I honestly thought after it was all over, you would let me orgasm.”“I know. But I wanted to give you the fantasy we talked about.”“Thank you. Can you take me home now?” I ask, trying to hide the disappointment.“No. The night is not over and you haven’t said the safe word yet. That means you are.