By this time I was extremely wet, so he, ran his finger from my clit to my hole, in long slow strokes making my legs shake. He stimulated my clit for ... while until I climaxed. He then grabbed my wrist and told me to get into the bedroom. I have to be honest the dominant male turns me on and I felt a tingle of pleasure when he said it. I got on his bed and he told me to put a condom on for him and I happily obliged with my mouth. I lay on my front as he fondled and spanked my arse cheeks and. The harsh glare of the fluorescents hurt my eyes. I had left a big wet spot on the seat. Mistko and I got off the bus and headed in separate directions. I hoped she might call that week, but she never did. I masturbated many times to that night, until it took on a dreamlike quality, and I was almost unsure whether it had really happened or not. Fast forward seven years. I am living by myself in a studio apartment in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, working as a freelancer, and balancing the knife edge. He duly bought theproducts and used them.He began to order bits of clothing online and had them sent to a friend'shouse saying they were presents for his mother. The clothing was hardlyappropriate for a thirteen year old, a corset, a leather mini skirt,leather basque and satin bomber jacket, all in bright pink. He began towear a waist cincher and with the action of the hormones and therestriction at his waist he began to develop an hour glass figure. Hislittle boobs were growing as well and he. She lifted her long blond hair out of the way and said, “I wish I could feel this way forever.”As I was kissing her and responding to her movements and soft moans, “Hey Pete, you in here, Oh Shit?” Curtis tapped on the door and came in.I just laughed softly, Natalie didn’t move and whispered, “Don’t ruin this for me Curtis, I’m about to cum.”Curtis said, “I’ll leave.”Nat responded as her breathing deepened, “Stay and watch, oh my god, oh, I’m coming,... Oh Pete, I love you so much.”After a.