My son didn't know that and took off with it. I've got to go out and find him. Hopefully I can replace the bolt before we have any problems. Have a go...d time out on the lake."I smiled as I walked down the path to the dock where the boat was tied. What a friendly man he was. No pretenses, just straight and to the point. It was great to be out where the real people lived.It didn't take long to locate my boat. It was the only one left. It was an older wooden boat and was printed a bright green. I. ‘What!’ Christiana exclaimed sitting up. ‘You dress up as a woman?’ ‘Yes,’ I said somewhat lamely. ‘Oh Christ,’ she moaned, ‘a fucked up transvestite queen of a queer whose a husband of one and a wife to another.’ ‘Er, something like that, though I wouldn’t have put it in quite the same words,’ I said. There was silence for several minutes before she spoke again. ‘You actually put on a dress and…and other things?’ ‘Yes. Make-up too, plus a wig.’ ‘Oh Lordy, Lordy,’ she sighed. ‘Is Miss. .... The thought ofcaressing the underside of my penis with my painted finger nails almost droveme over the edge. My body was in overdrive. Stark ass naked, save for heels,"Vanessa" chain and a bitch collar, I knew then, I wanted Jennifer to fuck me. "Please Momma," I begged dropping to all fours and proffering my boy pussyto her. "Bitch fuck me"! "My oh my! You are becoming such a slut" she said. "You're not nearfeminine enough yet sweetness. Perhaps in another week or two when your. I leaned forward for a quick kiss; it was not a good position for a kiss since she had her fat thigh and legs resting on my shoulder. I fucked her harder now and she came twice in quick succession. I had to stop briefly after each since was wildly thrashing the bed with her fists and throwing her head from left to right, trying to muffle her own orgasmic screams by gagging herself into a pillow.I was just a few strokes away from my own, and I continued to pump hard into her pussy. The cot shook.