"I can't wear that... Iwon't!" You will do exactly as I command, young man," said Auntie, "if you everwant me to take you out of your peenie clasp aga...n. What will it be?"With tears rolling down his cheeks, Chrissy bowed his head as Sarah andAuntie fussed with the dress, undoing a row of tiny buttons down theback."Oh, I almost forgot," said Auntie, reaching into his wardrobe. "Everypretty dress must be worn with a pretty petticoat". Her hand reappearedholding a huge confection of satin and. " I closed my eyes and leaned back a bit.She chuckled, genuinely amused. "That sounds like a decision."She carried on. Looking down on her demure brunette head between my thighs and her stark and glorious nudity, with her ass sitting on her heels, was almost enough to make me cum in itself. The thing that really drove me crazy was her breaking off a couple of times to ask me, "how's that — that okay?", even though she clearly knew pretty well how to give head to a man. The only thing I needed. She began to mouth the throbbing head while I lay back groaning. She gave good head, if a little rough at times. Her soft tongue kissed away the pain of her teeth. Her kisses became more intense as she worked her way up my stomach, to my chest where sucked my nipples, biting them roughly then caressing as the intensity subsided. Aida had a penchant for inflicting pain. She was very good at manipulating that fine line, keeping me in an exaggerated state of desire. "I want to fuck you," she. " Marie turned away from the lad and said with resolution, "Well, I have come this far and I'm NOT going home now, not after all this." Marie turned towards the glass side of the elevator car she gripped the brass hand rail. Rising up on her toes, to stretch her cramping legs, Marie began to slowly bend forward. If she was to put on a public show then she was going to enjoy it. Turning her head so she could watch the young man's stare she began walking herself back towards him as she slowly.