Kay stood up, planning to go upstairs, take a shower, and get dressed. ‘Kay?’ Frankie said. ‘What, darling?’ Kay responded. ‘Last night…it...��it was…neater…the neatest…’ he stammered, searching for words. Kay sat down and took him in her arms again. ‘Last night was the most incredible experience I’ve ever had,’ she murmured. ‘When you came to my room, all I intended to do was hold you and try to ease your pain. And I wanted to be held by you and have you do the same for me. I…I had no intention of. His eyes were locked onto mine and I grabbed his cock with one hand, guiding it to my lips. I gently kissed the tip of his cock with my deep red lips while keeping eye contact. “Wow, that is so fucking hot babe” he said as gave him lip bites down the side of his cock then up the other side. His stare was piercing as he was enjoying both the show and the sensations. I tried my best to maintain eye contact, only looking away for a second to get my bearings. I pushed his cock up against him giving. I had noticed that the ever changing guest had seemed to get to her nerves. She was possibly not used to her husband’s type of party yet, but how that could since she had met him at one I couldn’t fathom. She had liked the Absinthe. Picking up Erica’s empty glass, I began to make her another and myself one more at the same time. As she had said, it was a bit of work for a drink. Especially when you stop in mid-mix and just stand there looking at the spoon. A hundred plus year old relic, I had. ...so, ask yourself sometime........is that hottie I'm watching for the next few moments a female or a t-gurl??? Wink wink.OK, so, at the mall. Shopping for shoes......everybody does it including us "gurls". The real trick to "doing the mall thing" for t-gurls is to totally blend in and be just like the women that are there. They dress down and go totally casual for the most part......throw their hair up into a messy up-do, throw on some jeans, maybe a cute top then grab the coat and.