" I said."That's rather the point because firstly you don't want to look likeanything like a man dressed as a French Maid doing the ironing andsecond...y you will benefit more from the full experience."Once Lourdes had pulled the corset so tight my breasts had expandedmaking my bra quite uncomfortable and taught me to roll on my whitestockings and attach them to my corset, I could no longer think ofmyself as male at all. I was, after all looking down at a woman's bodyin a bra, corset stocking. .. and then this other girl wanted to suck my pussy after that ... she really liked my little rhino horn ... and she actually was a very good cunt sucker too ... then some old dude fucked me with his long skinny dick ... a cute looking cock ... but skinny ... and after that I came looking for you ... and that’s when I saw that girl ... and then I...”Gemma paused as she heard a gentle snore coming from Keith’s mouth.“Keith ... Keith ... are you listening? Are you awake? Keith!”Gemma rolled over. " As I walked inside the doorway I caught a whiff of her perfume. It was light and airy, yet very intoxicating. She wasn't making this easy for me, not with that scent or with the sundress. As we walked into the screened-in sun room the light backlit her and I could see right through the dress. The parting of her thighs and outline of her legs were visible through the sheer fabric and I felt myself getting hard as I imagined myself raising the dress and having a different kind of breakfast. She. Better; I can suckle her nipples, softly now but firm later. I can gently nip the firm buds of her nipple, too, feeling their urgency. A gently moan escapes her lips, and I place a finger to her lips for quiet; there are, after all, light sleepers barely four metres away. Her breasts, her nipples, the flat of her stomach; they all beg to be kissed, and I respond to their need.A new smell pervades our bed. It is the scent of arousal, but had I not known it would have driven me to rut anyway..