I packed everything into an overnight case, and dressed casually – in a light t-shirt, no bra, shorts and sandals. Usually around the house I go na...ed, so not wearing a bra felt good. It was a hot day, but having the windows up and air conditioner on full blast made the inside of the car nice and cold. The colder the inside of the car got, the harder my nipples got. It felt so good to occasionally rub my arm across my hard nipples as I cruised down the highway. After about an hour I needed. I’d never thought that I’d be wearing them as we walked down the road together. “How do you feel, Petra?” “Scared shitless. Excited.” “I have to admit that for a guy, you make a really cute girl. I’m getting a little aroused watching you myself.” “Is that what this is about?” I asked. “Imagine what it’s going to feel like, Petra, when I get you home and push my big fake cock deep into your arse and wank you off into my knickers.” I did as I was told. Imagined. My knees almost buckled at. Two socks stuck together and changed into panty hose. The shirt and slacks were transformed into a miniskirt and semi-transparent silk blouse. The tie became a silk scarf, and the suit jacket turned into a sleeveless fake fur halter top. Candy put the clothes on without difficulty, as if she had always worn such things, and without regard for anything else happening in the room. She stepped into Whitley's loafers which immediately changed into a pair of leather pumps with a three inch. "Well, I keep coming back, because I can't stop thinking about you. I really want to fuck you."Steve almost wrecked the car. "First, though, I want your cock in my mouth," Lily said. Steve sat there for a minute. When he recovered from what Lily said, he said he was glad because he wanted her too. Lily reached for is belt, and Steve moved so she could reach it better. It took Lily a little while to get his pants undone but when she did, she got a little nervous. Steve's cock was eight inches.