“Such a nice bunny,” she told me appreciatively. “I wonder… Oh yes, of course!” I had no idea what she was talking about - not yet. I did th...ugh when she produced a pair of pink, high-heeled sandals from the box. “Oh no! I won’t be able to walk on the grass in those!” I protested, taking in the almost needle-thin points of the heels. “And that exactly is why you will be wearing them,” she told me and pushed me gently backwards against the table. “Lift your left leg.” Five minutes later, I was. As I was saying this, I reached his cock and start massaging it. I could feel is powerful erection, barely hidden by the clothes. Clearly my words hit the right spots. I unbottoned his trousers and in a second he already had taken them off."Are you serious?" he asked. He couldn't believe to what I just said."I am terribly serious. Over the last week I fingered myself at least twice every night thinking about you and your cock. I want you to lick my ass, my pussy and every inch of my body. I am. You've become a modellady's sissy boy. Have you heard the latest?" No," I replied."Well because her older brother is in prison and will remain so for along time, Mr Jones has decided to let Harriet Inherit the farm?" "What! Harriet! No! Is she really?" I gasped with surprise."Oh yes. Her older sister Jessica has already decided she wants to trythe stage and as for her horrible older brother, well I doubt if he'llever get out of jail. Mr Jones has already cut the boy out of his will. "Just because you have college sorted doesn't mean you should slack off on studies now, anyway." I'm getting a lift in to discuss studies!" insisted Connor, "It's that Chem presentation today, we're doing it together."Carol found it hard to believe a teenage couple would ever actually discuss schoolwork over necking, but she had other lines of attack ready."And speaking of lifts - I'm busy tomorrow, so you'll have to meet your father at the airport."Both of them knew this wasn't true. Carol.