I felt so at ease with her attentions and when she finally got a lip-brush out and started filling in my lips with the main colour, I knew I was final...ly done. I was just about to get out of the chair when she pushed me back in and said ‘Not yet my sweet. We need to crown you with a glorious head of hair’ and produced a wig cap which was placed onto my head. Whatever tufts of my own hair that were left out were teased under the cap until it was all covered. A wig was then produced and I was. Tiffany was the one at fault here, not him! She was the one showing off her panties. She was the one going around braless and letting her tits fall out of her dress. She was the one spreading her slutty legs wide and fingering her bald, little, slit right in front of him!’ He felt his cock stiffening. ‘Hell, if she wants to suck his cock because she was sorry for giving him boners in class; teasing him with her sexy pubescent body; making him hide his throbbing cock under his desk and walk. He could smell her arousal as he breathed deeply, the scent sending electrical pulses directly to his groin. He rained light, teasing kisses across the front of her panties, causing Chrissy to writhe on the bed.Slowly, his kisses became firmer, more insistent, moving towards the junction of her thighs. He licked up the inside of Chrissy's left thigh, tasting the tangy sweat from her skin, his tongue skimming along the edge of her panties, centimeters from her wet pussy. He repeated the process. ”“I’m not every other boy”“Damn, and a bit arrogant too. Need to be put in your place I see,” he said as he run his hands over my crotch area. “You like being submissive?”I didn’t really know how to answer at first. Sure, I was a bottom, I guess that made me submissive. Sure, I don’t really want to top. But submissive could mean different things, and I didn’t really know how submissive he wanted me. I had no idea where he was going to fuck me even. His cab presumably. How does one get.