I feel a sharp pain in my ass, her hands grabbing my ass, her sharp nails pinching the flesh hard.sliding a hand downward I lather up my hand again, i...run it upward on her thigh, cupping her pussy, I begin grinding my palm into her pussy, the lather creating a nice lubricant for my hand. Grinding my palm harder I curl two fingers, making them slide along her slit as my palm ground into her, a moan escaping her as her legs lifted up, wrapping around me.I continue my assualt, my other hand. I drive into the drive way of our home; the security guard did not notice anything strange. I drive right into the garage, and she opens the door to get out. I stopped her; ask her to give a nice and wet kiss on my lips before she steps out. With trembling lips she gives me a short and quick kiss. I let her go. She rushes into the house through the back entrance of the garage.Next day morning, she gets up in the morning and goes for her morning routine and a bath, in her sleepiness probably. Why do you ask?"I looked at her. "I don't like eskimos," I said."You're scaring me, Jerry. What is it." I don't know how to say this," I blurted out. "It's women's clothes. Ithink I can understand how cross-dressers think. Okay? Maybe I'm aweirdo, too."Pammie looked and me, and a smile slowly crossed her face."Is that all it is?" she said. "Hell, I can understand that. It'severywhere, which tickles the mind. Fashion is everywhere, which ticklesthe imagination. My clothes are everywhere, which. We will get a better spot even.)I was about to say something, but then I remembered the condition put forward by Mimi. I was very apprehensive of the day so, I even brought a few condoms, just for safety, just in case things go that way. I just looked at Mimi and she gave a naughty look.Mimi: Voyeurism Level-2 honey.I just smiled. I was definitely getting aroused and the smile was an affirmation.We reached a spot. It was almost like the last one, just a bit larger and a bit in the interior. It.