He hooked one thumb underneath the waistband of my panties and began to slide them down. Once the panties were around my knees I kicked them off mysel... while he unzipped his pants.My eyes got used to the darkness just in time for me to see him pull his pants and boxers all the way off to reveal his hard, pulsing 9′ long, thick cock.‘Have you ever seen one of these before?’ He asked.I shook my head no, never once taking my eyes off of his manhood.‘Get down on your knees,’ he said with a grin,. I want you to move in with me, notbecause you're being forced to, but because you want to, as my friend,my female friend, if you want to that is."At this point, you could have knocked me over with a feather. Yes, ofcourse I was a cross-dresser. I was a cross-dresser when I was caughtall these years ago and I'm a cross-dresser now. That was something thatwas never going to change. Since my wife had died, I can cross-dresswhenever and as often as I want, which I do. Nowadays, I always keep. “I know,” Brian said. “It feels good to me, too.”“Are you going to shoot your jizz?” I asked.“I don’t know – I’m used to have sex with Vanessa,” he said. “I’m not sure I can do it like this.”Brian hesitated with the tip of his 5” boner pushed right up against my asshole. I felt him put his hand between his legs and shift his body a little, and then the tip of his penis began to push straight at my anus.“What are you doing?” I asked. “I’m gonna stick it in,” Brian said.Part of me wanted not to. . the fuck is going ... where...” she – Bosch was pretty certain that they were a she, after a second glance – said. “Feds? Feds? What? The ... this ... you fucking Nazi cosplaying fucks, I am going to sue the lot of you if you don’t let me go right now!” She snarled as Bosch smirked at her.“I recognize you...” he said, nodding. “Your name is...” He sighed. “Righteous Zen...” He shook his head. “Absurd.”“Fuck you!” Echo 3 snapped.“Except that’s just it,” Bosch said, his voice gloating..