"Jen, come on, don't deny it, I know you. You like all this kinky stuff too. Remember back in college? You hardly ever made guys wear condoms. You use... to say things like, 'I like the feel of skin against skin.' Remember that? And remember when you told me that you liked the feel of a guy shooting off inside of you?"Jen shot back. "You said you liked it, too!" Okay, okay, I admit it, I'm a slut. But you're one too. And now you have a great husband who loves you and buys you anything you want,. Had I now gone full circle? Had I reached the point where I was not onlyenvious of bathing suits and leotards, but now of dresses too? What wasmost worrying was that before I had ever stepped into that bathing suitback at the beach, I had absolutely no interest in girls' clothes, yethere I now was, staring at a dress, wishing that I could wear it.It got me thinking, if I knew that I could have the opportunity to weardresses like those or a uniform like this, looking like I did now,disguised as. A hot gush of white cum sprayed past her lips and splashed on her tongue. Then another. Then a fourth. The last few drops dripped pitifully out of me onto Belinda’s chest and I was spent. Kasia was staring at us, just as exhausted as we all were. Belinda smiled as she wiped the cum off of her cheek and licked her fingertips. “Oh, wow. That was nice.” she smiled.Kasia stood up and picked her clothes up off the floor. “That was so hot!”“I wasn’t sure if you’d be into it.” Belinda replied. “After. For her, this is not terribly painful, but the setup is a new experience, and the wax is relentless.To spice things up a bit, I place a hand across her mouth, the other behind her head. She can now only breathe through her nose, and she cannot move her head away. So when I use my thumb and index finger from the hand covering her mouth to pinch her nose shut, too, she has to hold her breath. Unless she learns to breathe through her ears in the next few minutes, which I doubt.The first time, I.