Friday knew that the clothes were intended for one of the weaker sex, ashe could easily see by the shape permitting of a generous bust. He sawfit to ...lace the halves of coconut shells where the breasts should havesat. To show him the style of the women of England he let me take hislong hair and wind it up upon his head to be held in place by a Spanishcomb of tortoise shell and semi-precious stones. In this dress Fridayperformed a dance for me, that I assumed must be one performed by womenof. .. you...” pointing to another hand.“So... you got plans for tonight? A hot date, then?”Again, the class giggled. Tiffany realized this was going nowhere.“I bet she does... she looks excited...”More giggling as Tiffany realized her nipples were erect and pressing through the fabric of her blouse, trying to break out. A text arrived. “Keep going. Do not move.”She tried to ignore the text, but did as she was commanded.“Well, Miss. If you don't mind me saying...” a girl said in a softer voice, “he. ..he...well he was in a constant state of arousal and his cock was never soft. He masturbated at least 2 times a day, whether it be at school or in his room he jerked his meat when he felt the need. His 7.5 inch cock was surrounded by a dark curly bush of pubic hair that he kept in a small patch. He was never super fit, but never really fat either, just a skinny enough to attract some attention from the fairer sex. Well he was finally alone, it was time to cast the incantation. The spell he. She had a cute smile as she pulled it off, I remember thinking to myself that she hardly even needed a bra. She stood there for a moment as I admired her taut figure and she asked me to stand up for a hug. As we hug she reached back with one of her hands and cupped one of my ass cheeks while whispering, “I’ve been wanting to do this since last week”. Not wanting to let her feel left out I grabbed both of her cheeks, which fit perfectly in my hands and telling her “me, as well”. Needless to say,.