They really suit you. They make your legs and your, um, rear,stick out even more than before."I blushed a little bit. "Thank you, I guess," I said, ...hesitantly."You're welcome." Then he paused. Then he smiled even more."But you shouldn't wear them over your tighty-whiteys, Cary. They justbunch up underneath and make parts of you, wellanyone....look....um....lumpy."Then he kind of nodded his head downward. I looked down, and sureenough my underwear had bunched in several places under the. "What are you doing?" She doesn't answer. "Hey what are you doing?" Idemand.She opens the fence gate and pulls me outside and opens the side door ofher car."Hey I'm not going for a drive dressed like a girl. No way." Oh stop it, you're dressed like a little girl no one will know it'syou." He-he-he she giggles."Now you have a choice Barry."I stare in shock as she says my name right."You can either stay here in the street till I get back, while you'redressed like a little girl, or you can come. Her master pushed her back down and started to fuck her deep…hard long strokes…his hand on the back of her neck….. Her masters cock felt so good, sliding in and out of her soaking cunt, the pressure of his hand on the back of her neck, the other hand squeezing her breast…her breath was getting deeper and she groaned loudly every time his cock fully entered her, his balls slapping against her as he got faster, and harder, and deeper…..she felt her masters hand move from her breast, still holding. Her hands flew up for balance and he swatted them away while keeping her face locked in his lap.Taking his cue, I looked down at Lucy’s face as she slid down my shaft halfway. Making a ponytail in her blonde hair, I started pistoning my cock into the back of her throat with force as I leered down at her.“You like that, slut? You like choking on that big fat cock?” Typical dirty talk for the scene, but today there was an edge to my voice, an anger. She may have felt it in her throat, too,.