" It's not that—" "— Oh! I get it. It's Milly, isn't it? God, Luca. That is so hurtful!" I'm not jealous of her and Malc. It's this threesome thin.... You know how it's my fantasy — and then actually to know a girl willing to take part in one... for her not to want and do it with me. It just seems so unfair." Just listen to yourself. 'It's so unfair!'" Her mocking, spoilt teenager voice is a slap in the face. I know she is right, but it doesn't help. I tell her, "I still can't get my head around. He sat at the bottom of her bed, rolled onto his side up between her silky legs and looked for long seconds deep into his mother`s pinky brown labia, the soft lips damp and quivering with anticipation he felt her stockinged foot reach for his stiff tool the toes stroking him in a way that begged him do more. His right hand quick to slide up the silky thigh to find those lips soft and crinkly, fingertips tracing them to the top, finding the hood , then the button, touching it favouring it,. She came and stood in front of me and gestured to her feet. I got thehint and kissed her feet a few times.She then uncuffed me and started my transformation.First she came up with a beautiful lacy pair of purple bra and panty thatmust have come from a Victoria's Secret catalogue. After I wore those,she stuffed the bra with some of her panties.Then she made me slowly wear a pair of translucent stockings throughwhich I could see my bright red toe nails staring at me.Over this came a short. She wrongly thought herself damaged, and it never occurred to her that Monica might actually share them with her.Things had changed though, and as she watched Monica reach back and unzip her dress, Sarah wondered how she could have ever been so foolish.At that moment though, those thoughts were nothing more than a hazy background in her mind. Rising excitement gripped her throat and her middle finger slipped through her slick and puffy labia as she watched her lover expose the seductive beauty.