And I actuallystill need several things, for example lingerie. I'm slowly beginning toask myself whether I'm just working to get girl clothing."She gr...nned at me. "That is a normal reason for you, isn't it?"OK, the story that I'm a transvestite. I'd totally forgotten that. Butthe way she just said it, made me uncertain what I was supposed tothink."But I need money for other things," I said. "That's the main reason I'mworking." No need to panic, Andrea. That package of clothing was. When I turned-up the night in question for my stayover, she had completely forgot, and was having a small get-together with some friends. ‘Not to worry dear’, she said, ‘You will feel right at home amongst this crowd’ and she hurried me into the house and upstairs to a spare bedroom. I was dressed in denims and a sleeveless top. ‘Auntie, I am not dressed for a party’, I stressed. She looked me up and down, and noting that we were of similar height and build, suggested I put something of hers. I pull out of Grace and slap my pulsing dick down onto Ella’s face, still humping front to back, sliding my wet cock on her cheek as she trembles and clamps her eyes shut. I spurt out a jet of hot sperm across her ear and into her silky black hair. Then I pull back and thrust into her open mouth, spurting another jet into her gullet. Then out and onto her cheek and nose. In again. Finally finishing and letting the last bit ooze out onto her tightly shut little eyelids. I sit back on my heels,. Your very happy and appreciative lover, your Dear Heart, your adoring Cyrano.” “ Good morning, dear heart,” I replied, “Reading your loving and sexy message, as usual, brightens my day. I'm thinking of that handsome 'soldier standing at attention,' especially the 'sword.' Quite a marvelous image for me. The sensations evoked as I watched and felt your skilled swordsmanship, thrusting your steel-hard sword into me lovingly and deeply and repeatedly. Mmmmmm, makes me smile through and through,.