My thoughtsdrifted to chocolate thighs, and firm butts and a smooth oiledchest....too much Flickr for me I guess. And what was with this recentrash of...cock peeping!? Once I started looking, hmmm, I just kept click,click, clicking.There was the sign for the office, as usual down the hallway, off themain mall. Why do they always put the office near the restrooms? Iturned the corner, my head full of sissy feelings and gurly desires. Myconfidence was high, my persona radiating woman, and my bosom. .. or to anyone else who made it possible for me to achieve a unity between my physical and spiritual selves. But there are always issues involved with being a creature like me.About a week ago I was on my way to the store... I was in desperate need of tobacco. It was early... so I didn't shave or do my makeup or anything and this guy who passed me stopped dead and said, "You're a man aren't you?" I'm sorry," I replied. "That's incorrect. But you do get this lovely watch and a year's supply of. It was as she opened the fridge door and was struck by a cold blast of air that nearly triggered a reflex action to start pissing that she was suddenly overcome by the naughtiest of ideas.Moving up to the open fridge door she made sure that her pussy was aimed inside before letting go on the immense urge in her bladder, waiting with glee as the rush of release moved down to its exit point inside her lower lips. Slowly Gabriella began to pee, her pussy flaps allowing an increasing stream of hot. So I kissed him right back, my tongue sinking deepinto his hot little mouth. He reciprocated with his own hot tongue in mymouth. We just stood there for what seemed hours kissing. I could feel ishardon against mine. I put my hand down onto his cock and found that hisshorts were soaked with his pre-cum. He grabbed my hand and pulled metoward the elevator. The doors opened and we fell into the large mirroredmoving room. He hit the tenth floor button and gave me this nasty littlelook and.