Finally at 7:30the doorbell rang. I knew it had to be my dumb sister, she must haveforgotten her key. So I got up and walked to the door and opened it... andin my best girl voice I said "it's about time you got her, I was soworried." However to my surprise it wasn't my sister. It was a boy. Hetold me he was sorry for being late and if I still wanted to go out forthe evening. This dumb guy thought I was my sister. I didn't know what todo. I didn't want to tell him I was a boy dressed like my. "That just made me increase my efforts, I was sucking and swirling mytongue on the head of his dick, while my hand was jerking faster."What an amazing way to way up. Wholly fuck, suck my dick, don't stopthat."I quickly took my hand and caressed his balls which were drawing up closeto him. I also felt his dick stiffen more. I move it back to the baseand grasped it a little tighter and continued to jerk."Cumming soon my cock sucking slut." He groaned loudly.I am not sure why but when he. It's your head, not mine."He turned on his heel, leaving her standing. He wanted to have fun for a change, and he just had no stomach for her attitude. It was fortunate for him that he turned right in front of Liz Menotti, the only other Italian American in the senior class."Eh, Joey!" she greeted him. "Did you bring the pizza from The Blue Grotto?" Yes, we've known Toni Minetti for years." Great! I hear you unloaded your pesky sister for tonight. You hafta dance with me, Joey-boy. Show me some. Shakingoff these feelings, I delve once more into the bag. She trembles when she feels the leather wrapping about her torso. The fitis perfect, if I do say so myself. The corset hugs her body like a second skin.She knows what it is, and she's wanted one ever since I've known her. I'm meticulousin the laces on this, pulling each one tight before threading the next eyelet.It takes me a full twenty minutes to do it correctly, and I step back to admirethe image. What I had once thought of as.