Part 3Rita smiled. "Now that we have two women in this household it's timeyou did your share of the women's work or "housework" as we women callit, B...a. Let me show you how to use an iron."I was going to object that it was women's work as I looked myself in themirror, realised how I was dressed again and looked heavenward. Itwasn't exactly that I had forgotten I was dressed as a woman but morethat I was still thinking like a man. But I looked so unlike myselfthat I thought if she were to. "I can get you all the work you need Ann." Let me think about it. Tell me one thing though. Why didn't Latrell change my features on the last layout?" Sorry about that Ann, but our computers crashed and we had a deadline to meet." Well I won't even consider it until it's fixed." Already done." Good, I'll get back to you," she said hanging up the phone.Ann puttered around the house for an hour, her eyes kept being drawn to the Ebony and Ivory magazine on her table. She sat down at the table and. My pink lacy panties rubbed me softly. I felt it move, and mymind begged it to behave. I hopped to the square with the rock and bentto pick it up. It made a long silky brush against me and I shuddered.Standing once more my cheeks burned. It was growing slightly in theconfines the sheer constraints. Hopping back was agony and it grewquickly, even my shame fed my arousal and it was noticed."Ewwwww..." said Keri pointing to the tiny tent in my panties."Gross!" finished Holly as she too saw my. “You wanted to get fucked” I said harshly. She only responded by squealing. Even though I was enjoying this I couldn’t keep it up and I pulled out of her pussy and pulled her head to my cock. I began jacking off in front of her face. “I want in my mouth” she said breathlessly. “I don’t care” I grunted painting her face with my cum. She immediately began wiping it off her face with her hands and licking it off. “Now was that so hard” she said laughing at her pun. “If you ever get tired of Roz,.