. is nice and thick, and damn fucking hard!" Cynthia ... Ann..."I laughed, interrupting her before she could finish, finishing for her. "Green. I know... But you wanted to know didn't you? I mean really? Isn't that what these fun, naughty little chats are all about? Sharing confidences, even secrets at times? And I'll be honest with you about something else too mom, since we are hopefully being honest with one another here. Just talking about it, gets me all horny and aroused again. Which I'm. ” I remind her, “And it works for the guy in the story. They end up back at his place I might add.”“By some miracle. And then what?” She asks, while starting to run her hands down my chest, “You can’t figure out what happens next?”By this time Linda’s hands are down my stomach and her right hand found it’s way all the way to my crotch. She is stroking my now firm member through the cloth of my jeans.“Well, I was having a little difficulty thinking of something.” I managed to say.Linda. . JUST THE SHEER JOY OF BEING DRESSED AS A SCHOOLGIRL, ESPECIALLY IF IT WAS A MASTER OR MISTRESS WHO WOULD DRESS ME AS ONE. THE EXQUISITE FEELING OF WEARING A BRA, BLOUSE, SCHOOL TIE, SOCKS & SCHOOL SHOES... A GREY OR NAVY BLUE SCHOOL FULLY PLEATED UNIFORM SKIRT WITH WHITE OR NAVY BLUE KNICKERS UNDERNEATH WAS SHEER HEAVEN, WHICH REALLY MADE ME WANK... OFTEN GETTING SPUNK STAINS ALL DOWN THE FRONT OF MY SKIRT..... I WAS ALWAYS GETTING THE TAWSE OR CANE FOR THAT. I THINK ONE THE MOST DELIGHTFUL. The dirty bum with old clotheskept up a steady fuck. It was a dirty back alley in a dirty part of town. Man we got ourselves a real piece here.Yea. one person’s trash is anothers treasure.Man you got that right.Hey, you gonna take all night, we got lots of guys waiting here.The drunken homeless bastards were waiting their turn.Smoked filled the air. Karin felt the rain of piss on her face as oneof the drunks pissed on her face. She tried to turn her head but hejust aimed at her face. .