After adjusting the straps to the bra, she pulled a bright red nyloncamisole over his head, the hem trimmed in fine floral lace. A brightwhite satin b...ouse with billowing sleeves, ruffled lace jabot and ahigh lace frilled collar that hugged his neck was buttoned up the back.Next she pulled white nylon knee high stockings up his legs and forcedhis feet into bright red patent leather Mary Jane's with cross strap,two inch heels and large gold rectangular buckles. The shoes were verytight and his. Amy Jo gasped, from both the pain and excitement of having her boobs mauled by the strange blonde lesbian! "Ya like that, huh," she asked in rhetorical voice, not expecting an answer, "let's see how you like this," as the blonde lifted her leg, placed it on the edge of the toilet, hiked up her skirt, and bared her thickly haired bush to the young girl! "Okay slut," the blonde ordered, "on your fucking knees and eat it!!!" Amy Jo's cunt was by now a cauldron of hot juices, and the sight of the. But now, here she was, unable to find any enjoyment in what she had been almost obsessed with only that morning. Jack had been completely right, he had cracked her wide open like a walnut, and after having her darkest secret pulled to the surface, she knew she couldn’t go back to the way she had been. She didn’t know what was worse, that he had basically ruined masturbation for her, or that he had done it SO EASILY. If all the therapists on earth had fused together into one mind, that sentience. I was surprised to see, she wasn’t angry, but had a slight seductive grin. “So, that’s what you think of me. Thank you.”I was surprised. However, I seized the opportunity. “Ma’am, do you have a boyfriend?”“No. And you shouldn’t be asking me this.”“Can I be your boyfriend? I know I am younger than you, but still..”This time, her smile broadened. She moved towards me, and said, “I think you are a very nice boy, Rittwik. You are handsome, tall, athletic, and have a good heart. I won’t deny, I have.