“Oh God… oh… yeessss…” “Natalia?” “FUCK!” I jerked and almost lost the hold of my orgasm, my legs writhed back and my chest sank. �...What?!” I yelled out trying to focus on my English teacher once again. “You’ve been in there for an awfully long time!” My mom said, knocking on the door as if I hadn’t yet noticed her. I raised my hands to my head, my pussy was pounding but no orgasm had come, no wonderfully strong orgasm had seized my body. “Well… well,” the moment was gone.. I pulled a pair of fish net stockings up my legs and attachedthe suspenders. My sissy clit began to stir even more as pulled the dressover my head. As I pulled it down over my body it just heightened thefeeling of the lace against my skin. I could resist anymore I have playwith my sissy clit.I played till I shot sissy juice. I got out of the dress and under wareand put it all away and got the dress that had been left for me. I founda further note. "Now you have your pretty dress you will find. I hadn't been out with her for so long, I jumped at the chance, running to the kitchen I grabbed the best cure for a situation like this and best prep for a messy night ahead; VODKA! Giggling and running upstairs, vodka bottle in hand, we ran to me room and started to get ready. And I knew how to keep her upbeat, I stuck on her favourite CD, Hadouken! and we both started jumping around, we were a bit childish sometimes but thats just us! I tipped back my head, poured vodka straight down my. "And it doesn't always help you. I propose to help you tune things, while maintaining your basic direction. In some ways, I'm finding that you are actually superior to Rob -- in your understanding of what is going on and how to take advantage of it, in particular. That certainly makes things easier..." I guess..." Was she that blind? "So, this is for show, like with Rob?"Claudette frowned. "Rob wasn't for show. But you guys are... animals. Rob insisted on being... overly familiar... in private,.