..."Is that a Munich accent?" he asked."Why yes, it is," I said, knowing he'd only heard me speak Englishbefore and hoping this would throw him off. "...o you know the city?" Very well," he said. "You probably remind me of someone I knew fromthere." Yes, that must be it. Let me show you through to the Great Hall," Isaid, inwardly breathing a huge sigh of relief. That had been a closeone.By the time eight o'clock approached a lot more people had turned up andthe ball was in full swing. Helmut was. Laurie didn’t respond either, trying not to play along. She quietly reached for the strapon panties, muttering to herself, “Let’s get this over with.”Jillian stopped her in her tracks, blurring out “What do you think you’re doing? I didn’t ask you to put that on.”Laurie had a defeated, dumbfounded look on her face, knowing anything she did would be met with criticism by her ex-coach who obviously still held a grudge. “I thought you wanted us to put on a show for you?””I do want a show” Jillian. Marla was so happy for me, she had tears in her eyes. My relationship with EVERYBODY got better after that. While first alarmed at my sudden resemblance to Lolita, a lovely movie star and with the body changes, I was now content. Marla took $1,000 out of her account and treated me to a complete makeover and wardrobe for work complete with 'power' suits. Very chic. It took us two weeks of haunting the stores and resale shops. Under the care of my new doctor, in 9 months (interesting. My cunt squeezed tight. This wonderful heat washed through me as my tongue darted through her folds. I darted my tongue through the folds Mommy’s pussy. I feasted on her, licking, lapping, so eager for Daddy to do the same to my pussy.His tongue nuzzled into my petals. I groaned at the rough feel of his whiskers on me. He caressed me while I squirmed. I moaned into Mommy’s pussy. I devoured her, teasing her clit Mommy while Daddy loved me. His tongue felt amazing as he slid through my folds. He.