I drovehome with a huge erection.Once home I looked at myself in the mirror. Wow, the shorts looked a lotmore feminine than I had realised. The pink t...im was very obvious, andthe cut was unlike anything I had seen on male shorts. I took them off totry see what I had looked like as I ran around with only the t-shirt on.I turned my back to the mirror and looked over my shoulder to see what Ilooked like from behind and was really shocked to see that the t-shirtwas a lot higher at the back than my. “Carriage 418, floor 31.”“One more jump to go,” said Emily in a gentle voice.“Tranquility base here,” Aggie replied, trying to crack a weak joke. “The eagle has landed at carriage 28, floor 12. Happy, Mark?”“Yes, happy, Mark?” added Emily from the Hilton. “I’ve sent you all the data.”He replied in a very friendly tone of voice from the Black Mall library. “Extremely happy. Emily, I’m sending you some computer code in return, and Aggie, you have just given me the key that unlocks the. My son was in the college’s soccer team. “Ok,” I replied. “What happened?” he asked. “Nothing, keep practicing. See you in the evening,” I said. “Ok, Mom,” he replied. “And…” I said. “Yes, Mom,” he asked. “We are out of… condoms,” I said a little slow. “Oh! Umm… okay,” that’s all he said, and we hung up. Lying down in my sons’ bed naked I decided to give my son a little surprise tonight. I finished cleaning his room, naked. I went to my room, and I looked through my closet. I found a. She would then wrap the blanket around her in such a way so that it would pass between her young legs and she could press it tight against her womanhood by holding it with her feet. She would grind herself into the blanket with such a frenzy, in time to the jungle like rhythms of the music, that the blanket would be soaked with the juices of this barely adolescent young girl.These encounters went on for years, each time with the same ending. She would always grind herself against the blanket.