Three hours of alone time were a reward she had been waiting for since the minute she joined the army. The bus made its way and Moran listened to musi... on her phone. She forgot how nice it was to do such simple things, to take a minute and listen to her inner voice.As the hours passed the scenery changed. Gone was the desert with its scorching heat. fields of beach sand and scrubs filled the world and the cool air from the sea was a much nicer welcome. As the bus came to a halt, Moran found. As I recovered from her first arousing kisses, I tugged up her rubberslip as she opened her thighs for me, then pressed my face to herwomanhood. Vanya also began to moan as I ran my tongue back and forthbetween her lips and flicked the tip over her rapidly erecting clit. Itwas difficult to concentrate on what I was doing for Vanya's mouth wasalso working its magic on me and my excitement was growing with eachsecond.Slowly I was rolled onto my back whilst Vanya, keeping our mouths whereshe. His hair hung to his shoulders, and was lighter, wavier than it used to be... Inside the bag was a brush that he ran through his hair until it was smooth and shiny, then a black clip pulled his hair back off of his face and into a sporty ponytail. The soft tug of the hair clip, like the straps of the bra, made him painfully aware of his new femininity. The dress fell to just above mid-thigh, and his bare legs looked sexy as they curved out from the bottom of the dress.He started thinking about. Debbie had not been in the house for more than five minutes when she heard the familiar knocking on the back door.She slid the bolt back and pulled it open to face Mr. Groves."What were you doing watching out for me?" she asked a bit snidely.Mr. Groves pulled a grumpy little face. "Yes, I was hoping to see you before I left."Debbie felt a knot of disappointment deep in her gut. "You're going away?"He nodded his head in a surly fashion. "My wife has summoned me; she says that we need to talk."He.