Moist nectar oozed from her sweetness. Her legs (thigh highs!)rubbed the sides of my blonde wigged head. IT seemed like she would neverstop bucking!Fi...ally Sue released her grip. "Thank you my submissive one. I am gladyou tasted the juices of femininity. Now stand and fix your lipstick asit is very smeared and ruins your face."I stood and looked at myself in the mirror and was amazed at how wet myface was with her juices. I dried it off and reapplied the wet pinklipstick. I was shaking and my. This is when he discovered that she wore no bra. ‘Dressed a little cool huh?’ he asked. ‘Yes I did.’ She said as she coyly looked at him. ‘I dressed very cool.’ He continued rubbing her back and his hands slowly went to the small of her back and then to her perfect round ass cheeks. He noticed no panties were in the way of his touch just the thin fabric of her sun dress. She kissed him hard and let out a little moan while his hands caressed her. She ground her pelvis into him and she could. ‘Don’t you ever do that to me again,’ I fumed. She just sat there, silent. It’s the man’s place in this world to open the doors, pay the fares, pull the chair out from the table for the lady to sit. A woman doesn’t humiliate her partner by stepping in first and doing the things he should be doing. A few days later, my birthday presents included a small flat package. I opened it. A 45rpm single. Leslie Gore’s You Don’t Own Me. The immediate rebuff was pretty obvious. Even I saw that. But I can’t. She tapped her lips with an index finger, found what she wanted and dove in. She made me up. She put fake fingernails on me and painted them a light burgundy; colored, not natural so I'd know they were there, she said. Applied to my face whatever it is that women apply. When she was done she pulled out a dazzling, dark purple wig and secured it to my head as I closed my eyes and thought, "I must be nuts."With a final touch here and there Lilla beamed, spun my stool to the mirror and exclaimed.