Her slim perfection called to him as no other woman ever had. A small groan of erotic frustration escaped his lips and without even being aware of it,...his hands started to caress her body. Trailing over her entire body, his fingers barely touched her skin. She shivered and twisted onto her back. From her feet and all the way up her body, his fingers skimmed over her skin. And then back down until he reached her breasts. His left hand circled around her breast until he was holding and touching. ”“Why not try me?” Ferdinando challenges, “you might be surprised what strange notions I might be able to conceive.”“Yes, you do appear to be somewhat different to most other people,” whatever possesses the body of Thomasina says and smiles at him, “If you can bear to believe me, Ferdinando, some humans have Guardian Angels,” she adds, “but then you don’t really believe in God, do you?”“I said that I don’t believe in religion, but in God, an almighty being? Yes, of course I understand that such. She slid one hand around the back of my neck and pulled my mouth to hers while the other was kneading my crotch. I was totally under her spell, so could not have resisted (even if I wanted to)."Please, please, please, please, give me your sweet, salty, creamy cum, baby... Mmmmmm..." Her tongue slid into my mouth, while the middle finger of her other hand expertly undid my zipper. Without waiting for any permission, she got on her knees in front of me and freed my stiff cock from my underwear.. "I can tell now why you didn't want us to meet," my mother says after awhile."I still wish you hadn't waited so long, but I can't blame you," sheadds."So I guess you didn't convince your women that you're a man, either,"she says. "Did you dress up just for the occasion, or how does thiswork?" Actually, it's been a while since I dressed like a man," I say. "Well,compared to usual, at least." But you said you had a job, didn't you?" my mother asks."And he wears the cutest of skirt suits to the.