'With that and no further words spoken we take each others hand, Carrie leading me upstairs to our room. Carrie came up and started kissing me, unbutt...ning shirt working her hands and lips all over my chest and neck. Fumbling, I undo my belt and jeans, my hard cock getting in the way. My jeans falling to the floor as Carrie's gown falls down meeting it.I lie back on the bed as Carrie drops to her knees, frees my cock from my boxers and starts kissing and sucking as if there was no tomorrow.. Jim got out of the shower first and walked into his room to change, he put on some trousers and a short sleeved shirt. He turned round to see his mother stood naked in front of him. "What should I wear today Master?" she asked bowing her head.Jim looked intrigued, "so you haven't ever chosen your own clothes?" No Master, my master has always done that" she replied head still bowed."Ok I guess you will have to show me everything you have" Jim said as he walked past her and into her room. Jim. "Slap!"Joan, no first person references, hon. It's not allowed."John Phillips felt the sting, and let it sink in. He lookeddown. At Mistress Mandy's glove, pretty and white andshining satin. But his eyes heated. "Joan understands. Herwife is trying to get him committed to an asylum. That'swhy there is a party next week. M... Joan's birthdayparty..." He trailed off."I think so, but there is more." May I ask what, Mistress Mandy?" I have to train you to be sissy. It's been threatened uponme. If I. The hem stopped above mid thigh.Crissy is best described as a short and voluptuous little stick of dynamite. She is stacked with large full breasts, a medium waist flaring to full hips, a gorgeous round ass and muscular thighs. She's under five feet tall, and her face is perfect. Full lips, a straight and somewhat large nose, greyish eyes, thick eyebrows and short curly brunette hair. Her hair was wild and I had nicknamed her 'The Marvelous Mop' when speaking of her to Janie. Her skin was.