They looked much more fetching and colorful when painted.When his toes were dry, Kathi had him remove his clothes and had him shave his legs. When his...legs were silky smooth, she produced a pair of tiny bikini panties with delicate lace trim at the waistband and leg openings. Neal put them on and then Kathi helped him into a harness-like bra and fastened it behind his back. Inside the bra's cups, she had him insert a pair of breast forms that filled the cups to a modest B.She then opened a. As always, he immediately stood up and slid his fifty year old eight-inch black cock through the hole. As always, I dove on it, bringing him to a throbbing hard-on in less than twenty strokes. In another two hundred strokes I was causing him to slam his flabby thighs against the wall of the stall as he gasped and unloaded two weeks worth of cum into my mouth. It was obvious from the beginning that because of his age and ugliness this black janitor was not getting laid on a regular basis, and I. "You just want to get in my panties, I know it." Oh my god, shut up!" I hit her with my backpack in protest, but it was her way of peaking the tension by being shocking.That night, we were laying in my bed in our shared room, with our faces really close. I could feel her body all up and down mine. She started to stroke my hair. It was nice ,but a little awkward. I took a sniff. "Your breath smells minty." And, you're stalling." Yes I am. I think I need you to make the first move." Ok," she. "Earth to Mark. Earth to Mark. Can you hear us?" she joked.Mark seemed to realise for the first time that she was there and he smiled in greeting."Sorry, I was thinking about something," he apologised."It must have been important to have you so focused. Care to share?" Flick asked."Marchmont phoned me back this morning to give me some information on where the Church of Cyberscience banks its funds. Perhaps to be more accurate I should have said where it used to bank its funds. Apparently it did.