"Lift your skirts." "Oh God no! Please Susan. Please Mistress. Not here." My voicepleading. It was so humiliating, so disturbing, and so reminiscent ...of whenI was a mere girl with her. 'I am older now' I wanted to shout. 'I am a biggirl!' My adult female mind tried to resist, but the hunger of my body, thesubmissive latency, beginning to give away more and more control of my mind,made me respond, and pull up my skirt, and show her my knickers. The materialslid easily over my bare thighs. I knew. 45 Stephen King’s Sleepwalkers will be coming mom. It was a nice horror movie, see it along with me. I said I will dress up and come. Siddu said this dress is nice. I said idiot I will come in 5 minutes and went to my room to wear short and t-shirt. I went to siddu’s room in 5 minutes. We watched the movie till the end. I liked the movie because in the movie son and mom want to make love with each other but due to the circumstances they can’t. After seeing the movie we slept in the same room.. She could see the eyes of the boys becoming bigger and they were staring at her breast. She was covering her breast with her arm and the boys were standing really close.-Can I at least keep my panties on?, pleaded Sofie.-No, the homework is to learn the entire female anatomy, hand over those panties, said the dark-haired boy. -Yeah, and don’t cover up, we need to examine you with our hands, said the blond boy. -Alright, here we go I guess, said Sofie. She put her thumbs in the waistband of her. The breath from our noses caressed against each others cheeks. She responded with a passion, and my hands went to her head and held her. Our lips and tongues began a wet and probing exploration of each other as we exchanged that first kiss, as if we had been held back and were now free to express our affection. Without breaking lip contact, I stood up and we moved together, now facing with our arms embracing each other, my hands freely exploring her back and bottom. Our kissing and fondling.