Oh, she was cumming… I was mad at this thought. I made her cum. I caught her body in my both arms and held her tightly so as not to let her shake on... her orgasm, and this made my body shake along with her.I stopped my pull push until she relaxed and I caught my breath again. then I continued fucking her. she asked me not to cum insider her. she repeated that again. but I was in no mood to listen to her, and as the pressure inside my dick built up, my ears got deaf to her pleading, and oh I. He'llprobably drink a whole case of our best Bordeau without blinking."The idea of meeting a young captain was unsettling and a little excitingat the same time. He slipped out of his skirt and slowly unbuttoned hisblouse. Yes, he would wear his favourite dress with proper silkstockings. That would put him in the mood. For Schubert, or for making animpression on a German officer, he asked himself as he rolled thestockings up his legs and attached them to the suspenders. Next the creamsilk slip. Easily a 5’ 10” model, playboy model, that is.She spoke in a willowy voice of expected refinement, “Sorry, Professor ... Michaels. Sorry for being late.”Did she just forget HIS name, this new MaryAnn?“Oh, ah, no problem. Come, sit. What would you like to discuss, ah, Miss... , ah,” glancing down,“ ... Hammond?”Now he was the nervous one, feeling rather overwhelmed by her. It was then, as she started to sit, he noticed her clothing, not like the typical coed freshman, not at all. Her blouse,. "Nobody would ever guess you arent older and no way they would ever think you are a boy" It feels funny, and these shoes kinda hurt" Well, heels always hurt a little, but you look so good in them. Your legs are already long, but with those on they look like they go forever. And the way your bottom looks in them is so good!"I kept turning back and forth in the mirror, admiring how completely different and girlish I looked. Julie was right, I looked nothing like a boy. I was a girl from head to.