I was hoping that was going to be it but no they came right over to me and started talking. They introduced themselves as Kevin and Peter. Kevin, the ...uy with the camera, was a tall and Peter was a bit older looking but about the same height as me. They were both bigger guys but not unattractive. They were telling me they were in town for a few days and were checking out the sites. They seemed nice enough so we chatted for a bit. It started off talking about the weather and the park but then. I finally found something red and lacey, but classy, a cocktail dress similar to the black one Julia Roberts wore in Pretty Woman, only with a shorter hemline and a train to the floor. Red silk stockings and matching garter completed the outfit. It fit like a glove, hugged my curvaceous body snuggly. I stood in front of the mirror admiring my reflection, posturing for myself and practicing my best fuck me looks for Master. I placed droplet pearl earrings in each lobe and slipped on five inch. Somehow, I always imagined that I would one day wake up and feel old *and* grown up. Almost like a magical graduation ceremony had taken place during the night and the next morning, I would awaken. Older, wiser and with my own certificate of adultness no doubt. I also assumed it would coincide with a new found maturity, a pension, a mortgage, an understanding partner, 2.5 children and a preference for serious news rather than cartoons. It seems someone forgot to mention to the academy that I’m. ‘C-C-C-C-Commmmminnnnngggggggg!!!!! Gaaaaaddddddddd!!! I’m commmmmmminnnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!’ she cried. Her hips arched off the bed, mashing her vagina tighter against her lover’s seeking lips and tongue. ‘Oh, Jesus!!! Oh, Jesus!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Yeahhhhhhh!!!! Oh, Bobby!!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!’ Bobby abandoned his oral caresses, grasped his revitalized cock, and plunged it into Mrs. Dennison’s quivering body. ‘Yesssssss!!! Oh, yessssss!!!! Take meeeeeee!!!!’ Paulette.