I've worn some of my mom's clothes." I was not lying. Ihad often worn my mom's bra and girdles, always taken from the laundry.Her dresses were too big...for me and I never wore them. "Are you going totell? I promise you I'll never do this again."Ted looked me over and said, "Kate won't be back for an hour. Come withme."I followed Ted to his bedroom where he had me sit next to him on a smallsofa that faced his television set. Ted said, "I'm not going to sayanything to anyone about this on one. "I meant your blue eyes and blonde hair. You could defo be Scandinavian." Well, I do like a bit of Abba."“They’re my guilty pleasure too.” I stuck out my hand. "I'm Dave." Pete."His handshake was light but it lingered, like he didn't want to let go. So I kept hold of it for a few more seconds more than I normally would. Pete smiled, "I’ve never seen you in here before." I used to come in here all the time a few years back. But I just came back from uni in London where I lived for 3 years. " It. It was not just the sensation of his penis thrusting between her thighs, but the utter control of having the boy held firmly between her legs as his body writhed in anguish under her complete control. The more anguished and abandoned he became, the greater the thrill she felt. She could feel the firm muscles of her vagina contract rapidly against his throbbing penis as she let the feeling of her orgasm wash over her in a wave of ecstasy. Callously she raised her hand again and waited. The house would be mine, alone to enjoy Sean and Zack in comfort for the evening. There would be no rush, no use for the loft. Time was on my side to nurture Zack, take him to bed and further his sexual education, mold him into the perfect man pleaser that Sean had once been. I wouldn't make the same mistake with Zack, it would be made clear who the boss was in the bedroom, boys were supposed to be submissive to men, that's how nature meant it to be. Somehow I didn't think that would ever be a.