The ground between the trees was covered with a thick layer of soft brown pine straw and there was no undergrowth to speak of. As I raced through the ...woods like a nymph being chased by a satyr, I felt wonderfully excited and free. I laughed happily as I leaped and ducked between the pines with Brute bounding along behind me, trying to keep up.Brute and I played forest spirits for longer than I had planned. It was so primal, running through the woods with the cool morning air making goosebumps. They were confused by the garter straps andI threw each of them a packet of fishnet tights and said:"Listen up trannies, as far as I know each of you is getting to enjoy thesexy feel of a woman's underwear for the first time. Now you have to becareful putting on fishnet tights. You roll them up in a ball first andpoke your feet through. Then you put your thumbs in each side and pullthem up until they are level with your basque garter straps and clip thestockings to the belt. Now each of you. , She just had that air of haughtiness that made me want to push her against a tree rip her things off and show her exactly what I thought of her with nine inches of honest non-commissioned British meat. To leave her exhausted broken and wanton and full of my juices so she knew her proper place.Tall, willowy aristocratic. Sill making the transition from schoolroom to womanhood. Her long dark hair still in childish ringlets. For all her hoity toity airs she was no better nor worse than the. She continued her questions. "Do you want me to deepthroat this big prick?" I was so horny that all I could do was moan "ah hah". Lori than asked, "Do you think it's possible to take this big dick all the way down my throat?" Of course I said yes. My darling innocent little wife then said something that blew my mind. She said, "Prove it!" Two simple little words, PROVE IT. Lori, who never once instigated anything kinky during our marriage, laid it all out for me. She began, "Do you want me to.