"Yes I think it suits you." It's not for me, idiot, it's for you." Me?" Of course! Don't you want to smell nice as well as look nice?" Well, I suppose... but I've got stuff for that at home." You have underarm spray and some Paco Rabanne, neither of which isparticularly appropriate for a woman." But I'm not a ..." he stopped short as the fact he was wearing a skirt,stiletto-heeled ankle boots, a bobbed wig and breasts hit him in the softbits. "Ah!" Exactly!" she said nodding and the perfume. My hand undid his flies and his smart cock came out. His cock was as good as the rest of his body big and good looking.I then applied the tip of my tongue to his manhood and licked it a bit. Then I licked his long hard shaft trying to get as much cock into my eager mouth till I started to gag."Take the rest of your clothes off" Jonathan told me. So I removed the rest of my clothes and went over so that Jonathan could enjoy my exposed cunt. After Jonathan had spent a while on my cunt I went back. ” Mateo stood up and rushed to the refrigerator. He poured two cups of rum and added a splash of cola in each of them. He carried the drinks over to where Barry was now disrobing. “I love your body, papi,” Mateo said handing over one of the red plastic cups. “You’re too funny. I got a beer belly. I’m not a body builder.” “I know, handsome. That’s why I like it. Nobody likes abs.” “If you say so.” Barry gulped his down as did Mateo. The kept boi went back to the fridge and refilled their. "We went to Tutankhaten and Ahknemkhanen as well." Tutankhamun." He corrected me. "And who is Ahknemkhanen?" Tutankhaten," Dad said. "My distant cousin perfers the original pronuncation." Papa snickered some more.The Brit looked at Dad as if he were nuts then looked back at me. "In the actual tombs." I nodded. "They don't let people in the tombs."I shrugged. "They let us." And just who are you?" The Brit asked."Who are you?" I asked in response. Now Nobu was giggling with Papa.The Brit looked.