‘Yes, fine, thank you, Ivan.’ Off to the side, Ivan did not see, as Robin’s mother, a woman somewhat younger than her husband, discretely lickin... her lips as she resurveyed the young man from his broad shoulders to his muscular buttocks. Ivan turned to her. ‘Always nice to see you, Mrs. Tutlock.’ She just nodded and smiled. The four loaded into the Mercedes. They soon arrived at a fancy restaurant a short distance outside of the campus, where they luncheoned. As they ate, Mr. Tutlock questioned. Makeup and waxing and facial. I had my nails put on and polished and even got a pedicure. I wanted to look as good as I possibly could and I wanted EVERY experience I could get as far as looking and being treated like a woman. When I left that salon, I was dressed "to the nines". I looked every inch the lady and felt it. I was nervous as hell, I'll admit, but I had looked long and hard at the image I saw in the mirror in the salon and I couldn't see me at all. All I saw looking back at me from. It worked great on the first one. On the second one we didn't ram through as we needed to. Martin was much weaker. He managed to get us through, but his driving was tentative. He was obviously worried that he would pass out and leave me stranded.After we switched drivers, I did a quick assessment of Martin's condition. I could tell that he was in bad shape. He was fighting to stay with me and not let me down. It might be the only thing keeping him in the game. I knew then that it was time to. He stopped and laid me on the floor. He got on top of me and with his dick at my mouth, began doing push ups, making his dick go deep into my mouth. He took my hand grabbed my pointer finder and placed it on his asshole I figured he wanted me to finger his ass so I slipped my finger into his ass moving it in and out. He started to moan my name loudly and all of a sudden he busted his huge load into my mouth. He got on top of me and we made out. I could still taste his cum in my mouth. I usually.