With a jerk of my head she clamored up for a deep kiss. Her hand never leaving my throbbing compressed prick. I didn't know how good her hearing was w...ith those cat ears but I tried for one anyway. It was too fuzzy to lick but I breathed heavily across the fur. "I need relief, please."She smiled and nodded. Another kiss and her lips worked around to my ear, "I want you in me again." She had already maneuvered her legs and hips onto me. Her hand pressed between us, squeezing me. I just. I stood up. “I better get home and do some homework and something to eat” “Ok Brian. Cya” i felt amazing walking home that day in Magrets pantyhose.Well years passed, and we were around 16 or something. Me and Nico weren't together like we used to. But still maybe twice a week we would hang together. And every time we did i went to the bathroom and did my thing with Magrets pantyhose. The pantyhose in the basket change. Not only opaque black, but also nylons and stay up stockings. Different. ." I've got somewhere better. Didn't the grapevine tell you?" I led her to the lifts, and up to the seventh floor."This is normally the visitors' lounge," I said, opening a door. "But since we won't be having many visitors thanks to all this extra security, they've converted it for me."They had. During the afternoon, they'd converted it to what Mike Bradbury called, in rather poor taste, 'Jack's Passion Palace'. The drinks cabinet was still in place, but the sofas and armchairs had been moved. But extremelyeffective, if you know what I mean. But sensitive nipples mean enlargedand frisky nipples. All the better to capture into the most sensuouslace and satin bras Mistress and I can find.In the morning, as I awake, ready to perform my Sissy duties, I releaseHelena and Nancy from the confines of my sleep bra or the rapturousconfines of whatever negligee Mistress has commanded me to sleep in thatnight. I always talk to the girls as they are free upon my chest, andsay a Good Morning,.