And he’s out shopping for furniture. “I don’t have anything to do.”I excused myself, telling Alyssa I needed to take care of some things insid.... I thanked my young helper and sent her home, thinking she had no idea what I was actually thanking her for.Ten minutes later, I was in the shower, trying to wash off the dirtiness of the encounter with my new young neighbor. As hot water blasted against me, I thought about how wrong it was for a 35-year-old man to be having such thoughts – not least. I have found that I can suction my king cock 8 inch dildo to it and move the bench to get some nice ass action as I suck on my james dean dildo. I went into my closet and got some clothes out and my makeup bag. I went into my bathroom and put my makeup on including my purple lipstick. I put on my black curly hair wig a white full body mini skirt. Underneath I put on my silky red bra and crotch less panties. I went back into the bedroom and admired my sissy look in the mirror then started. He gripped her hard and gasped as his second rope was shot up into her, the full realization of what he was doing beginning to steal into him.With a reluctant grunt, he pulled out of her, his remaining ejaculate shooting into the grass by their feet. Cat-Ears was breathing heavily still, and as he pulled out, her weak knees shuddered, and a little groan escaped her. He let her go, and she stumbled over to the stone bench, catching her breath. As she leaned, the moonlight could not illuminate. He could remember the tightness of her cunt, and the erotic thrill of fucking her up her arse. John had dreamed about her last night. No, that wasn’t strictly true, he had in the past dreamt about girls in the office at work. Especially the sexy Jane Sanderson, she was blond and beautiful, and had told him to call her Sandy. He had dreamt of going up behind her, and sliding his hands around her, until he could cup her firm young breasts in his hands. He had dreamt of her bending over her.