She thought about calling him, but she didn’t know exactly what to say know. Okay, text message. A bit more informal and impersonal, but then again ...he didn’t know how personal to be at the moment. She just wanted to know what the hell was going on. She started punching the keys. Charlie: Are you there? Nathan: I’m always here Charlie: What the hell is going on? Nathan: Did you listen to the CD? Charlie: Yes Nathan: Go listen to it again. Get back to work! Charlie: What the hell is going on? . She kept her pleated skirt on as she stood in front of me."So, when did you start dressing in women's clothes?" Pushing me back on the bed."Just in the last few months." Still looking shocked as she checked me over."Well, I like this and will help you dress from now on."I was speechless and relieved at the same time.My wife then crawled up on the bed and positioned herself above my face. Her skirt trapped her sweet scent as she teased me with her shaved pussy. Keeping it just out of my tongue's. I felt a bit vulnerable for a second. The material of my silky panties was so thin, and I was already aroused before I even left my Hotel Room, I worried she may see a tell tale moist patch between my legs. She continues to chat away to me and I am so reassured that this woman just wants me to have a good massage and to feel completely relaxed that I put my worries aside. There was something about this woman that I really liked. She covered my legs again and uncovered my back. I felt her. Tying her leash to a hook at one of the stations, he moved her body around until she was properly situated. Then he quickly sponged her nipples with clean water and inserted them into the milking machine nozzles.Sarah was so relieved when she heard the throb of the machine and felt it sucking the milk out of her udders. It very quickly eased the discomfort and a warmth began spreading from her groin as the stimulation of her nipples made her horny.Once again she heard the sound of belt being.