She slowly crawls forward her lovely pert ass in the air. I imagine pulling those tiny little panties down and sticking the head of my cock into her v...ry tight, little butt-crack! But I refrain, instead I lean over and give her ass cheeks a firm spank. She gasps. I reach over and spank again. She gasps and gives a sharp moan.I sit back and gently pull her head forward and finally she reaches her goal of my almost bursting cock. She moans as she takes just the big thick head into her mouth. She. She removed her panties and rubbed her pussy for a moment before inserting a finger and tickling her clit until she cooed sweetly.Finally Lois said, “Do you still want to do it in front of my window?”Hell yes I did but I only said, “Sure if you want too.”She opened up her drapes and hooked them back in two cute cloth straps, she opened up the lacy white curtains, and then she grabbed onto the handles as I had seen her do on many occasions. She thrust her butt out at me and beckoned me to stick. Her adopted parents never reallyunderstood her, but, on the other hand, somehow felt that this"perversion" was inherited from her biological parents and so felt lessguilt than is usually the case with the parents of transsexuals. Ellen,who loved her parents and did not want to cause them grief, remainedpretty much a closet cross dresser (or at least a housebound one - herparents did know about it and she wore dresses around the house, whennobody could se her) and never tried to go beyond that. ‘Yea, go ahead, just be careful.’ She stressed the point by poking the shotgun at me. Bleeding? I wiped my face, my hand came away bloody, probably from the windshield or the debris, I thought. I felt my arms and legs, everything seemed to be all right. ‘Hold still!’ The woman I now knew was Sally said. She poked the gun my direction again, so I stayed still. The younger woman came up to me with a rag and a pan of water, she had me sit down on a log while she washed my face. ‘Just some.