" I'm just so stunned!" I said. "I really had no idea Icould look like this! Not to mention all the new sensationsfrom the clothes. I know they're jus... clothes but they'reso different from anything I've ever worn before."Mom said, "Women's clothing is designed not only to lookfeminine but to feel feminine also." I certainly feel different." Well, I hate to break this up but, it's time for us togo," she said.For some reason I was really disappointed. I guess I justdidn't want it to end."Okay," I. With that he pushed her over the table, ripped the slacks and panties down, dropped his trousers and drove his, not to small cock, up to his balls in one solid thrust; a thrust that almost lifted her off the floor.He thrust again to fully anchor himself, then removed her blouse, unclipped her bra and now with her tits swinging free, he grabbed them and with a whisper said. “Now my dear Elizabeth we fuck”. He rode her like a jockey, sending his eight inch cock up to the very depth of her cunt,. Wow turns me on!I always thought I would seduce him on the bus, and he’d be a shy fat old man of 76 or more. Just the idea of it makes me wet. I often touch myself and think about it, and I always have a huge messy orgasm.One day I got to try it. I was riding the bus next to a dirty old man with a box on his lap. I sit down by him and subtly flash my cleavage, and then my panties at him. His eyes got big when he caught site of my nipples or my clean shaven pussy peeking out from my white. The room is pitch-black. She runs her hands down her body and discovers she's buck naked. Not a stitch of clothing. The panic starts to push through and her brain starts waking up.She touches between her thighs and adrenaline shoots through her system. It's sensitive but more worrisome, like her eyes, gooey and crusty. She takes a deep breath and tries to piece together the night before she starts blindly feeling around the room.Although she was only 18 and in her last year of high school her.