Result: fate would now judge.I finally dared open one of the packages when I got home. However forself-punishment as a bonus to help my karma score I ...did not wear them fora whole week. Every day I left the pair I would have loved wearing undermy pillow and left them there all day.Eventually I released myself and let myself become a girl again. Sundayevening I practiced girly hand writing while wearing my regular panties. Iwrote "I love wearing pretty clothes." two hundred times. I signed. In short order, I was as naked as sue was. All this fore play had my cock rock hard. She wrapped her fingers around it and slowly stroked it. My cock is cut but it still has a lot of foreskin. That means it is very easy to jack off. sue was fascinated with how the skin covered and uncovered the sensitive head.“Oh Jack, your cock is so beautiful. I’ve forgotten how good it feels to stroke a big hard cock!”I gently laid Sue back on the couch. She kept stroking my cock with one. Sarah remembered EXACTLY what happens. And now eight young ladies quivered with envy as they shared in her memories."Well, you'll have to wait until later for that!" He chuckled, dipping his hand down to the thatch of hair covering her furrow. Then he brushed it lightly with his fingertips before returning to her sides.Sarah, impatient at his touch, thrust her hips upwards a little, pleading for more. Eight sets of teenage hips suddenly thrust forward in sympathetic frustration."Either John. His friends lived on a farm with horses so he figured he'd check that out, heading over to the stable, when he realized there was a light on in the building. Getting closer, he peaked inside and there was a woman by one of the stands, dressed in tight ripped jeans, a checked shirt and a Stetson hat, the stereotypical image of a cowgirl. Her hair was a dark brown, tied back in a ponytail as she appeared busy cleaning when she noticed him. "Oh hey there." Hi. What you doing here this late?"She.