She blushed once again and placed down her book, looking him dead in the eye. Even the cold couldn't prevent beads of sweat forming upon his forehead.... He forced out a nervous introduction, smoothing his voice as much as possible. “H-hello, my name is Ian”. He smiled awkwardly. “Hannah” she responded in an angelic tone joined by a cute smile that only strengthened the chorus of beauty she commanded. “A pleasure to meet you Hannah” He said, much calmer now, taking her response as a sign she's. “But he’ll get there. Soon he’ll be ready to speed up and I try to help him by putting ideas in his mind.” “What kind of ideas?” “Well, how about picturing himself shooting his cum on Laura’s tits instead of mine?” “Oh my god, yes! That would do it.” Harold was now wanking himself with more pace and a firmer grip. When the distended head appeared through his clenched fist I though I could see pre-cum escaping. “Go on, dear. Do it. On my tits but imagine it’s Laura.” Harold needed no more. I could she her pink. She was trimmed too.My cock was hard now.I reached up for the black socks pulling them apart. Then took one pulling it onto my cock. I balled up the pillow and laid on top of it.I started to hump the pillow. I was going to make love to the brunette in the magazine . Faster and harder I humped. The bed was making a lot of noise.I became rock hard. The girl in the magazine was so beautiful.Then I heard a noise form the door as I turned my head the door opened.I sat up. A handsome,older woman was smiling down at him. "It's not so bad," she said. "Gowith the flow and I think you will find it a very enjoyable time. I'llbe here to help and advise you. Now let's get back to the bedroom andmake ourselves presentable." Virginia led Stephanie back to the roomshe had so recently vacated. Stephanie looked with sorrow at her maleclothes lying discarded on the floor in a crumpled heap. "Will I everget to wear those again?" she thought sadly. Virginia turned to her."As we.