Getting into the off-white satin blouse, hebuttoned it up and then stepped into the skirt, which he struggled toget into. It clung tightly to his thig...s and hips as he pulled it up,and then fit him even tighter after he pulled the zipper over his rear.Walking around in something so form-fitting would be another newexperience for him, as if he hadn't already had enough of those lately.He then reached for the jacket, which he put on and buttoned. This wastight, as well, much tighter than any. .we leave with him and she kind of wobbles on her feet. He helped her to the car and helped her in. Getting a long look up her skirt as she moved around in the seat. She was in teh back seat and he and I up front. He adjusted the mirror to get a look up her skirt. She noticed and got really bold by takeing her panties off and saying they were bunching up on her pussy. Her words I swear. So now he was watching her bald pussy more then the road. I had to remind him to watch the road sometimes. We. But as she washed the rest ofher body, John returned. He remembered becoming Heather - andenjoyed it as she played with her breasts.A few minutes later, the group was assembled in Bri's office."I think we have made great progress today," Bri started.They all nodded. "Absolutely," John replied. Cathleen took his hand.Addressing Cathleen & John, Bri said, "you two should spend the weekexploring what we have learned. John, I think you will find greatcomfort and solace in Heather. She will. My hand still slightly elevated; her pussy still rocking forward and backwards she starts sucking my semi hard cock. Arif’s juices lubricating my hand making her pussy lips and hard clit slip easily over my slightly raised palm. She starts sucking harder; her grip on my hardening cock tighter, with each stroke she sucks harder. Still stroking my thick cock shaft she lifts her head; her pussy still moving against my hand; she lifts herself and straddles my legs. Her hand holding my cock; she.