.. so soft ... yet, so hard..." she murmured.He put his hand up, under her chin and pulled her lips down to his. They softly kissed, their mouths part...ally open and their tongues sliding together as the sweet, sensual young girl slid her hands up and down his naked, pulsing cock.With the fingers of her left hand lightly pulling at the rounded head, the other slipped down underneath to caress his balls as they hung down. The fifteen-year-old girl cradled his sac in the palm of her right hand as. Then she handed me red lipstick and smiled as she said,"Every girl needs her lipstick. The color will make your lips sopretty". As I applied the red lipstick, I thought I was going to faint,being so nervous. I really looked good, so different. Did I say that? Itmust be that estrogen in me.My wife marveled at my new looks and gave me a big kiss on the cheek.She said she would make me a "make over" appointment at "our" beautysalon tomorrow morning for a real makeup session. "Since when didBetty's. He would figure that I cared for him. As Istroked his cheek, he seemed to calm down and even ended up with aslightly goofy smile on his face. As if he wanted me to be impressed withhis ability to be tied up and out of control. I ate it up. My ego knew Iwas able to control him. So I asked him what he would do if I untied him.I wanted to make certain he wasn't going to tell my nanny or my parents. "I will be so grateful Justin. What would you want me to do?" he asked.I just stared at him.... Her hackles raised, she looked back into the gloominess of her own half-open bedroom door. Lucy paused and rubbed her eyes. The door wasn’t like the varnish-stained ones of the others. It was a biscuit brown, with such defined grain and a heavy, worn look like she knew from the stately homes she visited with her family. With a shiver of expectation she turned the brass handle, which was covered in the scratches of two hundred years or more of use. As she stepped forwards into the blackness.