Fabric was pressing against every inch of my butt, thighs,calves, and ankles, and I instantly loved it! Then I put on the skirt. Although I loved the ...dea of wearing the skirt,it didn't give me the same sensation as the tights. In fact, the skirtobstructed my view of my legs and blocked the view of my hard on. Then,I pulled the cheerleader's shirt over my head. The shirt was stretchyand tight. The sleeves only ran down two-thirds of the way, exposing myskinny wrists. The shirt stopped at my. Stacy hadn't invited the redhead, but she didn't think Betty would mind having another girl along. She told Evelyn she'd made plenty of sandwiches, but it might be a good idea to change clothes. It was a hot day and Stacy had put on shorts and a halter, wanting the sun on her exposed flesh, but also not wanting many clothes to remove to go swimming- -and to do more exciting things.Stacy finished saddling her horse and led him over to Evelyn's barn. She said she'd saddle Evelyn's horse while. Itll be okay, Master, she whispered, hugging me. Mistress loves you. Allison hopeful words made me feel a little better. Sluts, when youre finished with the cleaning, retire to the guest bedroom and do not leave until the morning unless you need to use the bathroom. Yes Master, the both replied in near unison. Then, discontentedly, I headed upstairs to the master bedroom and sank to the floor, leaning back against the bed. And waited. My heart was beating hard, and seemed stuck up in my throat.. Monkeys just prefer it the back way around. I never did see any monkeys do it face to face on their own initiative. But even though they always do it from behind, they won't ever go up each other's ass unless they've been taught that way by perverted humans.I watched those two little bastards screwing and I began to get jealous. Not that I couldn't get all the human humping I could handle around that sexy sideshow bunch. But there was something lacking in all the guys I'd known. There never had.