The skirt fit snugglyaround my thighs prohibiting movement a little but it felt oh so lovely. Reaching over my shoulder I slowly reached the zipping a...d finishedpulling it to the top. The smooth fabric slowly snugged up around my newfound breast forms melding them to my chest making them feel almost real.The long skirt pulled my thighs close together and the bow at the backmade it difficult to extend my steps very far not allowing for anythingmore than mincing steps, especially when combined. There he was, standing at the foot of my bed, watching my sudden movement with bewildered amusement.‘What’s wrong, Bryna?’‘It wasn’t a dream,’ I said, caught off guard. ‘You were there, behind me, kissing me.’‘Yes,’ he confirmed, ‘it wasn’t a dream.’‘Why did you wake me up? It’s two in the morning.’‘Don’t you remember?’ Jason asked incredulously. He sat beside me on my bed. ‘Today’s our flight. It’s in about two hours.’‘Shit,’ I said.‘Here, kiss me,’ Jason beckoned me, and our lips touched. She reached down between her legs and felt his hairy scrotum brush against her hand. He paused at full depth and she gently cupped and fondled the large testicles. She heard a soft “tres bon” and he resumed his plundering. When he felt his new partner reach her peak he pushed hard and shook as his climax flowed into her. He departed as she slowly came down from her high.Back in her bed Gramma’s fingers wandered to her seeping slot. She’d never had two men that close together and rarely two even. You do catch a glimpse of her smiling at you through the clear door as you walk away, giving a little wave, although you're pretty sure that you see her moving for the packet on the desk out of the corner of your eye as you move out of direct eyesight.You head back down to your station, and attempt to fill out the paperwork. Not surprisingly, your mind is elsewhere, so it isn't easy going. Part of you wants to rush back to Cobie Smulders's cell, although you aren't sure for what. You also.