The length was nottoo bad - just above my knees. But it was still a skirt.Knee socks and Mary-Janes completed the outfit. And for only the secondtime...in my life, I was dressed as a girl. But unlike that playgroundpunishment all those years ago - this time I had the body for theclothes.All three women were openly smiling at me now - a combination of mirthand satisfaction at how I had been transformed. A glance in the mirrormade the evidence undeniable - a simply adorable schoolgirl, from. The pre-nup I signed would end it all. Unfolding the note, I slowly read it.Slave,Follow these instructions and nothing will happen. Do not, and you know the consequences. Everything, complete obedience, or ruin your life. You will either obey, or not. There is no middle ground.1. Be ready at 8:30 PM. 2. Shave your pussy smooth. 3. Wear the following items and only the following items. A short, not tight, miniskirt. Thong panties. A pretty blouse, unbuttoning from the front. A small amount of. I push myself against his penis, it gently pushes in, little by little. He pushes himself in, slowly pulls out, thrusting a little more each time. I am in heaven. I pull him all into me, he sighs, once again telling me he is close, I smile, pull him towards me for a kiss, as I tell him to orgasm when he wants.We start moving, all too quickly, I too am close, his penis hits against my prostate and I am over the edge, it tickles, the sensation is wondrous as I start to empty once again, but he. Most were larger than her husband’s in one or both dimensions which her yoni had no difficulty accommodating. The frequency and quantity of the cream which issued was also interestingly different.She admitted more than a dozen assorted lingams between her legs before selecting four who she wished to have repeated encounters with. Two of them were married, so would be very discreet about their connection. The other two were busy developing their careers and had no desire for a wife so would not.