After flushing she washed the GPS thoroughly, and hid it under a towel. She hopped into the shower and scrubbed herself clean, trying not to use too m...ch hot water. The hardest was to wash out all the dirt from her hair.She then checked if her tattoos were still well covered, and she saw that they were still invisible even to a close inspection. She gave herself another enema, and pushed the GPS tracker back up her anal cavity, using her spit for lubricant.She then dried herself completely, and. He swayed his hips slightly as I unbuttoned his pants. He pressed his dick against my hand as I pulled down his zipper."Spread that zipper and pull my cock out Marty. I will let you know when I start the clock. I can't wait for you to see it," he said breathing heavier and bouncing up and down like a school k**.I spread the zipper and his cock was straining to get free of his boxer briefs. I pulled the flaps of his pants down and apart. I seamed to be sweating as I took my right hand to his. "You must put the garter belt under the panty. Sometimes he will want you to remove your panties and then fuck you with the garter belt and stockings still on. That is why you come here nude to dress. You first put on the garter belt, then the stockings and then the panty." Diana placed the garter straps under her panty and then pulled them down and attached them to the stockings, She repeated the procedure on her right leg, slid her feet into blue pumps and followed the maid to a little nook. As I got to the square where all the horse carriages were, I started getting excited, I don't know why, maybe it's the smell of the horses, the raw musk smell of pure horse virility and stamina, I just dint know, all I know was that I was really going crazy to became a girl for one night before flying back to the Middle East where I would have to put up this macho man facade.As I was crossing from the Plaza and the Pierre Hotels to go to Central Park, I noticed a tall, black police man watching.