That property LOVES being owned by a man. It says the owner may sell or auction, give away, lease or rent property anytime he wants to, to anyone he c...ooses." Jack replied, "That's right. Will my property sign?"Property was overjoyed. She wanted to be owned, used and disciplined. Humiliated. The idea of being REALLY sell-able property was exciting and hot. Her cunt warmed up and her hole widened. Her inner legs dampened. "Oh yes, Lord. I'll sign. I'll sign right now." Jack smiled. "I knew. There I was,on my back, stroking a big errection with my Mom lookingdown on me. When I saw her I stopped what I was doing but itwas to late. She asked me if I was still horny. I knew whatthat meant now and I told her I guessed I was. She placed her hand on the sheet where my cock wasmaking a tent out of the sheet. I was embarrased but I justlaid still and enjoyed the feeling. She stroked me verysoftly and slowly. I was afraid I'd cum into the sheet. Butshe seemed to know how to prevent that. I could feelmy cock start to stiffen. "Her" cock seemed to be stirring too.Almost instinctively my hand reached for my own cock. I was amazed tofeel that it was only covered by silky soft fabric. I quickly realisedthat I was wearing panties.And stockings and suspenders.And a bra.And on the other bed the same sort of realisation seemed to be happeningas well. We were both holding hard cocks in our knickers.More or less at the same time we both sat up on our beds and swung ournylon-stockinged. She told me that when she was dancing with her group she often fantasized about being naked in front of other people. She liked the looks that she got from women’s husbands while she was on stage. Her pussy would get wet and tingly and she would have to finger herself to a climax when she got home. She then told me that she had only had sex once before me and that he had not taken off all of her clothes. She had been a virgin until two months before she graduated. She said that she didn’t want.