My aunt Jessica had a successful husband whomade more money than my father did. More importantly though my aunt wastall and blonde, she had the face a...d body of a model, my mother didn'tlook like that. Aunt Jessica wore stockings, high heels, skirts, slips,and beautiful pearls every time I saw her. As a very young child Iactually remember almost having my first orgasm by rubbing against herslip and stockings while sitting in her lap. She was everything a sexywoman should be, she looked like the. I wrapped my arms around her thighs from underneath her, and grabbed her hip bones in an iron grip with my hands. As she got into what I was doing she began to writhe and buck, and it was all I could do to hold her still. By this time her gentle moans had turned into wild cries of passion, and when she reached orgasm she grabbed my head in a death grip, pulling my hair violently. I wanted to continue and throw her into multiple orgasms, but I knew that was not possible. Oh it was quite possible. Usually, we headed over to Elis or Morgan's house for a snack and a hangout session."Nobody's at your house, right?" Celia asked from behind me. I spun around. She smiled and leaned in to kiss my cheek. The scene that burned from her to me differed. She had been the seducer in the earlier vision, but in this one, I led."Is it mean if I hope you can't do this with Morgan?" Celia asked. "We're in high school so it's not for the rest of our lives or anything, but it'd be nice if I were special."I. " Dawn couldn't look at her ex-student. She kept her eyes lowered and waited for instructions. The humiliation of the situation caused her to blush down to her chest. Susanna watched as her slut finished its task and remained kneeling on the floor. She smiled as the training was complete. Her slave was no longer thinking on her own. It was only doing what it was told. "OK stud, the show's over. You got your tip, get out and remember, keep this to yourself." Billy nodded, bent over and pulled.