I guess that's what makes all of us different, that what swims around our girly heads, our imaginations of what men want from us, I know my tight puss...y and even tighter bum will thrill the first men to have me, but don't you think my perceptions of what men want, make your cocks hard for me?I sit in church and look around the pews, I see men and their sons look at me, they want to procreate with me, but I am too young for the fathers, I am considered beautiful, untouchable to them, if only they. I then zipped it up to create a clean seam. I fastenedthe black, Cuban heel and toe stockings to the eight garter clips thatsurrounded the bottom of the corset. I then shimmied into the panties thatwent with the corset. I studied my reflection in my full-length mirror.The satin corset and panties were covered with row upon row of lace. Ilooked like a fluffy, pink bunny. But not like a Playboy Bunny. No. Ilooked like an effeminate man dressed like a bunny. Fuck! She'd done it. Somehow. His cock began to throb and flex, and I tasted and felt spray after spray of his huge cum load. I sucked and swallowed, getting the last drops of his cum as his cock softened, and kept sucking him because I enjoyed so much sucking on his thick meat. I finally pulled off his cock and was surprised when he pulled me in to kiss him. Billy would never have kissed me after I sucked him off, and I was experiencing the deep feelings that Grady must have had for me.We kissed for the longest time, a. His parents didn’t know so he played along with their matchmaking games and he couldn’t bear to hurt her. He could never stand to lose her as a friend. She stiffled a tear as he got up but she understood. After she left she looked into the pond and saw only her own reflection. The following summer a new Prince came to the castle. Eager for her to marry and start a family her father left them alone often. When they were together he was rude, and often ignored her. Sometimes he would look at her.