We could play for a whole weekend, see how often I could make you pass out from those painful, earth-shaking orgasms. I could even invite some friends...of mine with similar interests.” “You’re crazy!” I spat. “Yes, and you are too, to climax like this. If you change your mind, I have put a business card into your jacket.” “Not in my life!” She finally let me go, and I let out a relieved breath. I slammed the door shut and she popped open the trunk, where I found my clothes nicely folded. Taking. She was wearing a light, short sleeve blouse, a skirt that highlighted her beautiful thighs, and sneakers with ankle socks. I wanted to throw her to the ground and fuck her right there, but I resisted the temptation. I was going to do this right. “The first thing we’re going to have you do,” I told her gently, “is write a couple of letters.” I had her sit down at the coffee table in the other room and I placed a notepad, two envelopes, and a pen in front of her. “You’re going to write exactly. Aur khub exite ho siskiya le maja lena suru kiya. 5 mint bad mujh per koi aake uper se jakad liya aur mere hontho pe apne honth rakh mujhe chillane ka mouka nhi diya. Wo mere jeth ji the. Mai hairan reh gai. Unhane kaha kuchh nhi mere honth chuste rahe mere boobs dabaye rhe.Meri virodh kerne ki himmat khatam ho gai aur mai bhi aur excite ho unke lund ko pakad ker sehlane lagi. Bap re bap unka lund karib 9” lunba 3” mota tha jab ki mere pati ka 6” ka patla lund hai.ye feel ker meri pyas aur badh. She tightened and tightened them, stopping several times to measure mynew feminine waist with a tape measure. She finally seemed satisfied andI was left tightly bound, able to take only shallow breaths. Lisa lookedmore intense than I had ever seen her, and it was obvious that sheintended to make me as feminine looking as possible, as if my appearancewould be a test of her abilities as a female. Reaching into another bag,she took out a pair of silky black stockings topped with a wide.