"I stand up from my position beside You only to kneel in front of You. I place my hands on Your knees and rub upwards toward Your sex. Nibbling on my ...ottom lip I watch Your expression as lust ignites in Your eyes. Reaching the button, I expertly open Your jeans and tug, helping You shimmy out of them. Your boxers come off most of the way with them and I leave them tangled around Your ankles.I grab Your cock lustfully, and look You in the eyes while swirling my tongue around the tip. I close my. Stella grinned and made a motion with her free hand as if to say “get on with it”. I sat up, removing my shirt and felt her stroke my back until she got to my bra strap and managed to unclasp it effortlessly. I went back to my original position and looked back up at her as she rose to lean on her elbow. She kept that feather-light pressure but, this time, she traced my breast. I followed her finger with my eyes, goosebumps breaking out all over my body from her delicate attention. She traced a. Oh you must bepositively dying to get into your other clothes.You certainly are what your cute pink tee shirt says aren't you? SpoiledBrat Princess! Are you a bratty girl Chris?Is that what you are? You want to be a spoiled little brat sissy who whogets upset if he can't wear his girly clothes to school? Aw, poorPrincess Chrissie the Spoiled Brat Sissy.Now, here are your bottoms you will wear today. Ooo, your eyes lit up. Doyou like them? Such soft and pink jogging pants. Or was it because. Though he hated being away from me for emotional reasons, I hated being away from him because that left me alone in our apartment. Alone, I couldn’t extinguish the fire that blazed between my legs all day at the office.My vulva-related wildfires got so hot and wet that I started developing rashes because my pussy never dried. The rashes itched under my naturally thick, trimmed bush, so I started shaving smooth. My bald pussy handled the excess wetness better, but it also created a tantalizing.