I confessed some of my innermost desires to her. I told her about how I loved being with her, but that I really wanted to know what it was like to be...with a man. I wanted to feel that combination of sexual power, and helplessness as I gave myself to a masculine guy. She was unsure how far she wanted this to go, but she wanted to at least go out dressed with me. We planned a date together. I met at her place with my clothes and makeup which I usually had to hide away. She put on some girly. Clara saw the way the young man was staring at her breasts and cupped them in her hands. ‘Do you like my boobs?’ she whispered, massaging the nipples with her thumbs. Tommy gulped and nodded. ‘You can kiss them,’ she said. Tommy moved to her and began doing just that. When the young man’s mouth engulfed a turgid nipple and he began to suckle it, Clara clutched his head and a shudder went through her. ‘God! Oh, God!’ she groaned, pressing him tighter against her. ‘That’s heavenly! Oh…Yes!’ Tommy. With that admonition, Angie slowly lifted the poor girl’s dress to above her waist and watched her shoulders shudder. What she exposed reminded Angie what a good idea this was. Shinny black hose starting at the young girl’s heels and running high up her thighs, and the sexiest pair of tiny panties barely covering those quivering cheeks. Angie looked forward to examining and enjoying those charms. Speaking as her best friend, and not the strict boss about to spank her, Angie asked, “Where did. I was also driving fast as my wife’s head was in my lap taking my engorged cock deep in her mouth. My one hand was on the steering wheel and the other was down the back of her skirt. Regina wasn’t wearing panties giving me easy access to her hot asshole and wet pussy. I had a finger in each hole toying with her as she swirled her tongue around my shaft. I moaned in disappointment as I noticed a police car was then on my ass. I tried to get Regina to get right as I pulled off the country road.