She saw wonder and majesty in everything around her. She’d had little time to dream recently and even less time to read, but when she was younger sh...e was an avid science fiction and fantasy fan. She’d grown up on the wondrous tales by Heinlein and Azimov and Zelazny and Brooks and Eddings and Asprin and Anthony and Rowling and Breaker. Her father had spent hours tucking her into bed, reading to her until her eyes would close and she’d be whisked off to dreams of other worlds, of other. I began to jerk as hard and fast as I could, while he fondled my balls and put a finger in my ass. His finger startled me and I stopped, with a look of shock in my eyes. He said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't think that would hurt." "No," I said, "It felt really good, could you keep doing it?" He did, and I began jerking again. I felt a huge pressure buld up and aimed, best I could, at his mouth. With a huge shutter, I let out a big moan a put a huge spray right to the back of his throat. One after. Putting everything in a bag, he thanked her and left the store, aware of her stare as he left, as if there was something on his face. He was relieved to get out in the air. It was strange that his pant cuffs would start dragging the ground as he strolled out. He felt his pants shift suddenly around his waist and hastily grabbed them before they fell off his hips. What was going on here? His shoes felt loose and his jacket felt larger than before! He supposed it was possible he'd grabbed the. "Wanting to go higher my sissy?" she asks and I nod... lookingas she slowly uncrosses her legs revealing her black panties. "Well thenmy love, make your Mistress cum..."I move in, shuffling on my knees, bound arms held back for balance, as Iplace my lips against her crotch and kiss, tasting the first hints of herarousal through the smooth material, hearing her soft gasps as I start tolap, my tongue feeling the shape of her slit, tracing it, teasing it. Hercrotch becomes moister and moister as I.