"Worried his mother might ground him some more for using profanity, he blurt. "Oh...just wondering if you can take me to school?" I can't, David. You ...now I have an important meeting this morning. I'm afraid you have to take the bus."Not receiving the responds he wanted, it triggers him to remember his dream.David's eyes roam at his mother's luscious curves, press tightly against the fabric of her suit. He desperately wanted his mother completely at his mercy. But deciding anything too drastic. After only a couple of minutes of this cute teen taking about four inches in her mouth with each sloppy bob, I was ready to shoot my load.Being the aggressor, I grabbed her head and began fucking her face. I didn't force all seven inches down her throat, like I often did to cock hungry sluts, but I pumped fast for a few strokes before depositing my cum down her throat. She had no choice but to swallow as my cock kept pumping in and out of her mouth.Once spent, I pulled out and said, in my bad. The one aspect of those stories that always made me hard was the humiliationof the husband. I didn’t like it when the husband was forced to crossdress or be sissies. And I dislikedstories where the man would worship the woman and call her “mistress” or “princess”. But I liked itwhen cuckold relationship was exposed to the public.An especially exciting storyline for me was when the husband was forced to watch the wife get nastyin public like at a dance club or bar. I don’t know why all this. I wanted a casual dress for Saturday morning and decided on a simple v-neck dress in navy floral and matched that with some white women's flat sandals.For the drive to Steamboat, I wanted something comfortable and found an elbow sleeve a-line dress in white with blue panels and shoulders.On a whim, I found some hoop and stud earrings, hoping that when I had my transformation they could pierce my ears. I added one pair of small hoop, one pair of large hoop and one pair of stud earrings to my.