She was nearing an orgasm and she was doing her bestto delay it, in order to heighten her arousal. Shewould occasionally break stride with the toy, an...bring it to her lips. She plunged it into her eagermouth, relishing the taste of her creamy juices,while the smell of her sex filled the air.She couldn’t hold off any longer and soon wave afterwave hit her as her first orgasm rocked her body.She pulled the damp fabric aside and thrust the bigtoy deep into her spasming hole. She began to. "Come on. I'll make this a night you'll never forget." She picked up themerlot, held out her hand and led me, with dick bobbing obscenely, intoanother room.This was a bedroom and I thought that I might finally be gettingsomewhere. Instead of the bed, though, she led me to a seat and had mesit down. She examined me critically for a few second and said: "You needa shave. Ladies don't have five o'clock shadow." It was only then that Ifully released that she wanted to dress me up as a woman. With a. When I had finished speaking she motioned that I should dismount. Closer to her I noted her fair hair had streaks of silver, and that there were faint lines of age, and worry, around her eyes, which were now more inquiring rather than suspicious, with irises of grey."Well, Major Greenaway, how can I be of assistance?" Her voice had a husky, throaty, timbre, which I have always found appealing in a woman, and it was not too far removed from Caroline Ashford's voice. Thankfully she spoke a much. They might not have grown their full size already." "I doubt it," I replied. "I'm thirteen; I'm pretty sure they're done. I mean, you're my age, and you're done developing, right?" I think so." She kind of hesitated. "Look..." And then, suddenly, she began to take off her tanktop. My heart stopped. "Jen? What are you…?" Her tanktop was now off, and a pink bra was revealed. I watched, not breathing, as she slowly undid it, and took that off, too. My eyes immediately focused on her breasts, which.