Though Amy and Meg had stunned him with their transformations, Beth's was perhaps the most dazzling yet. Trading on her Afro-Caribbean heritage, she'd... braided her usually unruly hair into colourful tracks that ran across her head and down to the neck. "Wow!" Matthew exclaimed, dumbstruck.Though he'd already seen the outfit briefly in the shop, it looked ten times better now that his sexy sixteen-year old sister was made-up to match, lips painted a glossy crimson. The red halter top exhibited. Cotta was a third son, the other two already at work in pounding out iron and melting it to cover wooden cores for shields. Cotta was being protected so closely because, as a particularly beautiful young boy and one not needed in the family business, he was a commodity for adding to the Antullius family wealth or its power in the city, or both. Cotta was an opportunity. He could go to the priesthood, which would enhance the family’s standing. He was so comely, though, that, in this age of. ”“I'm sorry, I couldn't help it.”“Did you enjoy it?” I asked smiling.“You don't know how long I've wanted to see you dressed like that and to do what I've just done.”“What have you just done, David? Say the words. Tell me what you like to do.”“I've just cum on your satin blouse.” I saw the first stirrings in his cock; even saying the words turned him on. I lifted the front of my blouse to my mouth and licked.“Your cum tastes so good. I'll have to get some spare blouses if all this cum is going. The heat and dampness felt so good as her flesh surrounded my cock. I held it still for a few moments, enjoying the sensation and closeness of the situation. "Fuck me baby, fuck me hard!" Paula ordered. Again, I obeyed and began to move inside her, pulling all the way out until my cock rested just between her lips before plunging back in. Paula's legs wrapped around my back, holding me tight to her as she matched my stabs, clenching her pussy muscles for more pleasure. The bed creaked beneath.