Forcing Polly onto her hands and knees, she positioned Polly with her head lying on the pillow and her ass stuck proudly in the air. Polly was more vu...nerable than ever before as Hannah began softly running her fingers along Polly's puffy lips, teasing her slowly and relentlessly. “Try telling me you don't like it now,” Hannah snarled. “Your pussy is getting very wet.” Polly couldn't answer. Her body and mind were both prisoners of her own desires. She wanted Hannah to stick her fingers inside. ..One night we didn't hear the gate open and next thing we know a young guy was standing beside the hot tub, He said he didn't know anyone was here. I told him to feel free to join us.We introduced our selves. Jean ask if he would like a beer. She got one out of the small cooler we had brought with us. This required her to raised up above the water. She stood turned around and walked over to him and sat down. My mind was going eighty miles an hour but I just laid my head back and relaxed. The. We had the place to ourselves. I asked her about condoms and she said not to bother, she was on the pill and she was sure I was clean. She told me that whenever possible, women much preferred natural feeling sex, but that didn't mean they didn't want protection."We're going to get undressed now," she told me. "I want you to do that for me, then we'll get you ready too."By the time I'd got Sym down to her panties and bra, I was rock hard in anticipation, which she noticed when she insisted on. I know it was weird for aboy to have long, polished fingernails, and I knew I couldn't keep them,but I loved them. It was true that it was not fun to have everyonestaring at me in the restaurant, but some of the people did say nicethings, like how pretty my nails were. And sleeping last night inMommie's nightie, oh, my, it felt so soft and wonderful. I knew that,no matter what else happened, I was never going to go back to sleepingin boy's PJ's again.But putting on Mother's clothes? And.