I leaned back up and stared at that ass as I fucked it, knowing I was on the edge. “I think I’m gonna cum, I’m close”. Without hesitation Mike...replied, “Yeah? Just come on me. Just cum on my ass”. Those words sent a jolt through me. As I felt my cock begin to twitch, I pulled out and pumped a hot load onto him. The first thick string shot entirely up his back, most of it ending up near his shoulders. My knees were trembling as I pumped load after load onto Mike’s perfect ass. He moaned in. Not to mention the feeling ofeverything was divine to him: the satin dress, the smoothness of thestockings, the tightness of the corset and high heels. He did enjoy it."Maybe no one will recognize me," he thought, "I look too girly to be aboy and definitely don't look like myself. How could they recognize me?"And with that rationalization, he slowly started to follow his mother.The first couple of steps were hard but then he had to walk down stairsin 3-inch heels and a tight dress.As he walked. If you missed twenty-nine questions on the first test, how many swats of the paddle will you receive?" I thought, twenty-nine plus fifteen, "That’s forty-four." I said. "That's correct! You will now receive forty-four swats of the paddle. But before you get paddled, come over here so that I may prepare you for your paddling. I will always paddle you on your bare bottom." So I went over to her and she proceeded to unbuckle my pants, unzip me, and pull down my pants. Then she did the same. I simply prepared for her the skimpiest clothes I could find in her collection and asked her to get dressed. After all the experiences, she would not admit to being under influence. So many times, it took her, being covered with baby oil and with a limp, ecstasy affected dick in her mouth, to admit that she had some. This time, her attire was a clinging, half transparent top and a very short satin skirt. Once I managed to get her dressed, I managed to add some of her jewellery and a pair of.