The more she stared, she decided that she looked better than most of them. She didn’t know how much of her radiance came from the love and the passi...n she felt for Alan, or how much was really her, but in the end it didn’t matter because both would always be with her. With her face and hair now changed, she was glowing and exuded a new glamorous look. Her body, which she had worked so hard to maintain was tight, slender and shapely, coupled with flawless, lustrous skin. She had seen women in. . I shudder at the sudden pleasure, being inside her… holding her head against mine, her wings completely surround us both. Like a million fingers touching me at once. Sounds of moans but more like singing come from her mouth and through tender lips. I worry with each movement I make of hurting her, but she reassures me I won’t. I can her all of her thoughts and see all the things she wants to do with me in her head. Rubbing our cheeks together with each thrust, I hear her singing grow louder. Then she stepped back and motioned me towards her room and I followed her. We got to her room and I closed the door behind me and I turned around to see her lying down on her bed and I noticed something in between her legs. She had a raging hard boner. Apparently she wasn't a she at all, but a HE. It turns out Kyra was a trap and a major sissy. This didn't turn me off in the slightest bit because he had already sucked me off so good. All I wanted was to finish. He lifted up his dress and spread. The ladies were Mrs. Charlene Vandervoort, his widow, nee Wainwright sole heiress and principal shareholder with almost seventy per cent of the stock, of the Wainwright industrial empire founded by her grandfather, and Ms. Margie Eaton in whose bed Mr. Vandervoort due to tremendous efforts and heart failure had passed away.The will was a simple one containing only two paragraphs; in the first Mr Vanderwoort left to his-mistress-secretary-- his new last model Mercedes Benz 500 SLG. A the car for.