Now, I think Alex is dying to release a bit of that pressure, so you'd better get back to it!" No," I said, angrily, determined that my humiliation wa...s over, even while Sasha was keeping me turned on, rubbing my hardon against my satin panties, "That's enough of this. Give me back my real clothes!" Oh, baby, this is far from over," Sasha taunted, "We're just getting started with making you our cumslut. You don't want to stop now, look how much your enjoying it so far!"As she was saying this,. Ithink I'd better go lay down."Too tired to remove the dress, he decided to just lay down on the neatlymade bed and tried not to wrinkle the lace dress too much. As he fellasleep, he dreamed of being escorted to a party by a handsome man andescorted to a marble dance floor. As the man held the 100 percent womantightly, she found it hard to breathe. As she began to sweat, the dressseemed to stick like flypaper to her skin. Waking up in a cold sweat, he went to the mirror to look at himself in. The penis between her legs had suddenly become swollen and hard. Jonathan suddenly laughed as he saw the bulge developing in her shorts straining to get out, ‘that’s called a hard on sweetie’. Melinda rubbed herself a moment and felt the hardness. ‘Wow, that feels…. strange, but a nice strange, how did that happen’, she said looking at his bare breasts. Staring at her hard on Jonathan felt his nipples go hard and himself getting a slight wetness between his legs. ‘I think it’s probably. It was named after a civil war Colonel named Jimmy John Myers. He was some kind of aide to General Lee. Hell, we had to walk five miles from our house to get to the store. I still think one of my legs is shorter than the other from walking on the sides of those hills, Harry."We both chuckled at the old joke, and then fell silent as we smoked and watched the moon crest over the mountain across from us. If it weren't for the chemical smell and the noise of forklifts running, this would be an.