Her chair was positioned at a slight angle to me and facing the television, so this gave me the opportunity to view her voluptuous body from the side....And what a view it was. Her slim waistline and tight tummy only highlighted her full bust line that much more. It didn’t help matters that the skimpy top she was wearing barely covered her feminine mounds and was clinging to her as if it had been painted on. Looking at her and thinking the thoughts I was, was causing me to have that same problem. I take a chair from the corner and sit in front of her that i know who she is and what she has done and that her cover is blown and i want to know everything that she knows. She tries to say something but the ball gag makes her words come out as murmurs and whimpers. I unzip the the mouth piece of the hood and a long trail of saliva runs out of her mouth. I take the bull whip from the wall and explain she has to take a beating. just as a taster of what is to come unless she talks. All the time. My mother told me I better go get changed so people won't wonder why aboy is trying on girls clothes. When I was done getting dressed she putsome makeup on me and put couple of my sisters barrettes in my hair.When she was done she grabbed me by the hand and went to the stationwagon. It felt weird to be outside dressed in girls clothes. Up till nowI only dressed in my girls clothes in the house.I had on a denim stone washed mini skirt with a purple t-shirt. Whitesneakers with purple slouch. .. Sam!"Then she covered her mouth with hers and there was no more talking as she rode him hard.Greg could feel himself reach the limit of his tolerance, his inexperience limiting his stamina as his JC teacher bounced up and down on top of his cock. Apparently, the experienced Miss Wong must have felt it too as she quickly slipped off his lap."Sorry, I can't take a chance with no condom," she explained with an apologetic look as she once again sank to her knees beside him. "But I've got.