"So I'm going to be an eight year old Barbie doll, is that about right?"I could see her tensing up, waiting for an outburst. After all, whateleven yea...r old boy wants to be all dolled up like an eight year oldlittle girl? I mean besides me?"I suppose you could say that." You still haven't explained why I'll need more than one outfit," Iasked. "Am I going to have to wear a different outfit for dad's partythan for Trick or Treating?" Uh, well, I sort of thought that we'd spend a little time. .. we drink these for breakfast on Maison Cadeaux. It is a tradition. Before, during and after our morning toilette. You must not be from around here. " Actually, I'm from Denver. Read about this place... wanted...um...what are you doing?"Simone slipped the gown from her shoulders, letting it puddle to the floor. She stood in front of him confidently, a slight touch of coyness added for his enjoyment. Her skin warmed under his stare. She hoped his morals would not stop him from taking her gift.. When we got back to the house, I raced upstairs and stripped my clothes hoping there was enough time for me to enjoy one last jerk before we left for the game. I grabbed some lube and pasted it all over my throbbing cock and began working it hard and fast, moaning and sighing in pleasure. Within a couple short minutes, I was shooting blasts of cum all over my body in Justin’s honour. Oh that boy could use me as a fuck toy anytime. I didn’t care how big his cock was, as long as it was in me.I. " That threw me, but then she saw my puzzlement, "You're shirt has a name tag." Oh, right," I said realizing I'd been an idiot. I was working every time I'd every meet her. "But I never…" I started to say."Yuri," she said with a smile, "My name is Yuri."I felt embarrassed to have not asked earlier, but her cute smile made me smile and I couldn't resist kissing her again. Half an hour later she was riding my revived manhood to two more orgasms before I deposited another cream coat to her.