“Oh, I love the Beatles” Elizabeth said standing up singing and shaking. David has the biggest Beatle collection there is. He invited Liz to see t...e collection in the other room which left Ted and me sitting there alone. I can hear the music level blast through the house as the party kicked up to another level.Ted just stared at me and asked if we should keep playing and I said “why not” raising my glass. I was already buzzing and slurring my speech. Ted turned his card over and it said to lift. ‘Things are fine here.’ The weird lady went to chat with Dennis so I moved up to the counter. I handed over my little bag of money and asked the teller to deposit it into my husband’s visa account. I looked across at the loud speaking man. His teller packed up his books and handed them to him. ‘Thanks very much,’ he boomed. With my banking finished too, I went to leave the building. Reaching for the handle to pull the door open, I stopped as another hand covered mine. ‘That’s my job, little. Finally she just couldn't take anymore. She begged. "Please! Oh God! Please! I need to cum!" That was what I had been waiting on. I sucked her clit hard and plunged two fingers into ther tight pussy pumping hard and fast. A few seconds later she screamed her orgasm. "OHMYGOD!!" Her body trembled, bucked, shook and she flooded my mouth with her delicious sweet flavor. After a few moments she finally relaxed. Damn was all she said. "I think you liked that." I said in a teasing tone. Her eyes. He had even fallen in love with one of them, his name was Lenny. Lennycompletely lacked any body hair, sported long, curly locks and had a big,oval belly and very developed man boobs. The fat around his thighs gavehim decisively feminine curves. His overall demeanour had a distinctwomanly flair. Mustapha had asked him if he would like to change sex andbecome his wife, but Lennie had refused. Although he identified as a womanon the inside, and liked to cross-dress and be Mustapha's sex slave,.