EXTRACT FOR
The GILF Mistress 3
(J.S. Lee)

Brandon shook as he reached out, touching the panties with just his index finger, the slinky fabric was an overwhelming sensation, how could he do anything with the feel of that on his cock?  "Those are girl's underwear," he hesitated to say it, obviously they were ladies underwear, Marilyn had made him into a girl.  Her vibrator on his ass, her insistence that he had a pussy, all of it was to humiliate him and torture him and make him some kind of female freak.  "I'm not wearing those," he stuck his chin out defiantly and puffed up his chest.



Marilyn looked like she might burst into a fit of giggles, "do you need another spanking, Brandon?  Or would you rather that I told Ryan all about what we did today?"  It was clear who held the upper hand and he slipped the black panties from her fingers and contemplated his fate.



The underwear were really beautiful and if Brandon had seen them first on a young lady, if these panties were warm to the touch and a little damp on the crotch, if one of the cheerleaders had forgotten these and Brandon had snatched them up, they would be exquisite.



The feel of the satin on his skin as he pulled the underwear up his skinny legs was heavenly.  They fit perfectly around his hips and Brandon's little dick, soft and pliable now, rolled into the crotch, tucked away for safe keeping.  Underneath his jeans, Brandon couldn't stop shivering as the embrace of the lady panties on his skin kept him on edge, needy, hungry and perpetually horny.



Marilyn had known exactly what she was doing.