I could see it in your face. You felt beautiful, soft and feminine - I watched as the masculinity ebbed from you. I almost came there and then, but it...was time for the reward we'd promised you if you'd play along with us and become our lesbian boislave. I led you to the bed, pulling you on top of me. Your stiff cock rubbed inside your knickers, while they in turn rubbed across mine. I could only imagine how good it felt for you. I know it was starting to give me tiny mini-orgasms. I could smell. . só senti o tapa estalar na minha bundinha.Ele continuou, sem falar nada, a enfiar e a tirar o plugue, me dando uma ânsia em ser possuída que perdia a noção das coisas... só queria pica naquela hora!!!Me mandou pegar a camisinha e botar com a boca no seu pau e me lubrificar bem. Atendi submissamente às suas ordens e me coloquei de quatro na beira do sofá, com a bundinha bem arrebitada, pronta para ser penetrada. Mas o sacana, formado na mesma escola do César, me deixou mais ansiosa ainda. Maybe women will do this in 100 years, but I can’t do it now.”“My train is at 4PM. If you change your mind, I’ll meet you at the station”, said Mary Jane blankly---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Maggie left the hotel and went to her boarding house. She washed and went to work at the dress shop. She walked on the street and everyone knew her. She looked at the men and at the women and nobody brought back any. Kelly got back on her bike and sat there chatting to him, telling him how well she'd done in her exams. As she sat there, with one foot on the pedal and one on the floor for balance, she saw him looking at her legs, trying to look up her skirt.Dirty old bugger, she thought, but instead of sitting on her bike a bit more modestly, she slowly moved her left leg so that he could see further up her skirt. It was about 5 o'clock, and dark, but his drive was well lit by the sodium street light.