.. NO! I'll wait. See how the anticipation adds to the fun? We better get your outfit before I change my mind."Looking over her shoulder at me as she ...stole Safa away, she pulled her shorts away and down a few inches, exposing Safa's pale blue cotton panty and some ass flesh. "I may be pushing the limits, but I didn't pull them off or down, so this isn't stripping." Safa swatted her hand away and ran inside.I grabbed another beer at the head of the pool and turned my back to the relaxed group,. I spent most of the night thinking about how Mommy is making me be a girl. The more girlish I behave, the happier she is. The happier she is, the better she treats me, I guess you could say she pampers me. I like being pampered and hate being punished, so I act like a girl. Only the more I willingly act like a girl, the less I'm acting! If I can't stop this vicious circle soon, it'll be too late! I'll become a girl! Of course I do rebel if things go too far, after all, I'm not a. ”She pulled a cushion to the cockpit floor and laid him on it, then positioned herself over his waist. He wondered, “Is she going to fuck me?” Her pussy got lower and lower, finally resting on his hard shaft, pinning it to his belly. Her hips began sliding that slippery slit to and fro along the tingling tool and she made humming sounds of pleasure. It was too much to resist, even if he’d want to, and he soon added his own pleasure groans as whitish cream spurted several times out of his dick. I think he was masturbating and when he came out I sat on the chair again. Frankly speaking, even I was very wet and my panty was soaking.I did not want that to happen not where I live because my parents are really respected here. Then I controlled myself and started stretching and closed my eyes and told him I was doing yoga and would close my eyes for a while I knew he was going to grope me through his eyes I could se that in his eyes. I stretched in all directions showing him my wet pussy.