"Tell me Jimmy. Do you like ladies clothes? Is that what I'm seeinghere? Is that what you want?" No, Dad." Why were you in your mom's drawer then?" I ...as looking." Looking for what?"Jimmy's silence as he tried to fabricate a plausible answer gave awayhis game."I'm not going to kill you Jimmy. I just want to know. You like theladies clothes?" Yes, Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Have you worn your mom's clothes?"Flustered, Jimmy wanted to lie but once again his hesitation revealedthe truth."You. Being a studious girl, she figured she would spend plenty of time here over the next four years. It had a relaxed, peaceful atmosphere, just right for studying. There was a large room with cubicles as a dedicated study hall, but she preferred to just find a chair tucked away in the corner somewhere in the midst of the shelves.She read for an hour, then headed outside. Promptly at 3, Matt arrived. "Hi Lissa," he greeted. "Are you ready to go study?" Yes, but I left my history book at my. I hear his moans of pleasure again. I can tell that his cock is going deeper and deeper into me. I feel cramps as he must be stretching me inside. Incredibly enough I feel the hair at the base of his cock against my ass and know that this huge cock is entirely inside of me. My nipples hurt, my legs hurt, my asshole hurts, and I am cramping inside. My cock and balls have a little relief due to the fact that my legs are spread, but the Viagra is doing its part and causing my cock to strain. Turning sees that her friends pants are around her ankles and her shirt is over her head, the client in nothing more than boxers. Groaning tries not to bang her head against the concrete wall. Speaks her friends name loudly * you ok? .. you sure? .. ok then* Settling back into her chair watches the client not trusting him. Much later he is done and the friend sits up, almost purring she tell him how wonderful it felt, feeling the need to throttle her friend quickly rises but she chokes it down,.