" Oh, now, come on. Look, you know what the deal is. I mean, he’s my boss, it’s up to him if I get the officership. Come on, honey, you know what ...hat means." Yes, I know," she sighed.Every time Diana turned around it seemed there was Mr. Payne, copping a feel from her, rubbing her ass, squeezing her tits. When Jim went to the bathroom and Diana was in the kitchen, here came Mr. Payne to press his stiff fat prick on her rump and reach his hand under her dress and rub her pussy.Later on, when. Next on the makeshift stage was Little Miss Mandy. Unlikemost of the other feminized slaves in our circle, Mandy had notbeen transformed through hypnosis but through rigorous trainingby his mother Carla instead. She had turned down the mesmerizingroute, thinking it would be more fun (and more embarrassing tothe former Martin) if the 14-year-old boy were constantly awareof his increasing feminized appearance and personality.Normally, Carla kept Mandy dressed in sissy-boy attire (velvet orsatin. "Wow your mom's pretty cool" I told Shane and laughed a little bit." Well she's not wrong, I wasn't very accepted by my friends when I came out, and I really did want to just talk to you." Really? I'm not really the best guy out here and your way too good looking" Oh stop Damien. All I said to my mom when I saw you was that I wouldn't mind you sharing my bed" I stopped dead in my tracks and couldn't believe what I heard. In my mind I had already undressed him and I wanted him bad" Wait did I. My left hand was unoccupied and I sent it on a mission to her ass, roaming and squeezing. She squirmed but said nothing, as I sucked the nipple in hard and then snapped it with my tongue. “Ohhhh”, she whimpered. My lower hand found the inside of her thighs rubbing against both at once as they moved upward. “Nooooooo, don’t, don’t,” and she clamped her legs together tightly. I moved my mouth to her left nipple, licking her flesh as I went, then sucked on it as I had the right, drawing it into.