I couldn't believe this, I was starting to enjoy it, notjust as involuntary body reactions, but in my mind I was enjoying it,almost submitting to it. ... It was like an intense high, the feeling ofthe latex on my skin, the helplessness that I couldn't do anything andthe thought of the pouch in my pussy. I was snapped out of my thoughtas two of the men propped me sitting up on the bed. I wasn't sure whatwas going to happen next, I was still unable to move my body, and I wasstill scared. Would I. My skirt was made of a woollen mix, fully lined with black satin and ofa medium black and white dog tooth pattern. Utterly classic in stylingand shape, echoing slightly the look of a 1950?s secretary, if that madesense?With its slim, almost tulip cut it was effectively a pencil that fell afew inches below my knees, with a three inch kick vent at the rearallowed a degree of movement. However, its design would restrict mysteps without a doubt and it almost forced a slight wiggle if the wearerwere. " Really? Who? One of your conquests?" she smiled."Let's just say you know who she is. She told me she'd really like to get to know you -- if you know what I mean." Oh, I get the picture all right," laughed Vanessa, but I could tell I had piqued her interest."She is one hot lady herself. I bet you wouldn't be disappointed." Hmmmm, sounds like I might want to meet her." That can be arranged." Hello Mrs. Taylor. I'm glad you invited me," Vanessa said in her most sultry voice as she closed the. She apologized. "I'm sorry. You're the first boy that I have ever let touch my breasts."After just a minute, I moved my hand down, allowing it to tickle her belly as it made its way to her crotch. Much to my delight, Caitlin had not succumbed to the pressure of her peers in shaving her bush. It was trimmed neatly to stay within the confines of her swimsuit but it was still there in all of its heavenly softness. I had never had sex with a redhead until that moment, and had really never.