"O... only a little, M... M'Lady."This was true; she had learned to read from her mother who had been taught by the nuns. Though she had not had much ...pportunity to read recently."A little is good for now though we shall have to improve on that. Now come closer, into the light, I want to get a better look at you."She moved forward, as if being dragged. Her eyes remained downcast; she did not want the temptation of seeing any more of M'Lady's body than she already had. She had prayed that. "Well I could wear that outfit I had on the other night and be a bit more deliberate as far as the natives are concerned." Deliberate? I wonder what she had in mind this time, I bet it's going to be fun though. Off we went, down the promenade, Sami with her nipples grinding against her lace shirt and me hanging on to her shoulders to push her breasts together and give her a cleavage to die for, (a little trick she showed me in a mirror one day - it works too). There were railings running. His large cock pounding my cunt, making me scream, begging for permission to cum. Permission was granted and (as instructed)i screamed as i came, "Thank You, thank You, thank You, thank You." i fucking screamed and begged for more, showing what a true dirty slut i am. my hips moving on their own trying to fuck for the pleasure. my body sweating, burning with an intense heat, a fire the came from pleasure waves radiating out from my pussy. Trying to keep looking Him in the eyes. i couldn't. i. The first knickers I'd ever put on were a pair of Susan's school knickers The first time I'd dressed completely as a girl was as a schoolgirl. Now I was dressed as a schoolgirl again, including wearing school knickers, at the direction of my mother, my aunt and my sister, preparatory to going out as a girl for the first time. Now, too, my masculinity was far more developed and the pressure of the knickers on it was far more pronounced. An incredible surge of excitement overcame me, as I longed.