She aimed pretty well and I remember looking in the mirror to see this cute, tiny, little girl behind me reaching around to shake my cock dry. Her ha...ds looked small and as I’m thankfully very thick, she needed both to do the job. She then moved quickly in front and sat on the toilet and took my cock into her mouth. I was happy to see her suck out the last few drops of pee and lick her lips. I love nasty little girls! After cleaning off my now hard cock with her lips and tongue,. I feel dirty and it makes my cock hard as a rock. I feel a drop of pre-cum forming on the tip of my hard cock. As if he can feel it too, he reaches and strokes my cock, smearing the pre-cum on the head, then rubbing my balls gently. I'm in heaven now. His cock is almost fully buried in me. I can feel his head almost rubbing against the end of my fuck tunnel. I push back against him. I want him all. I arch my back more, and push against him as far as I can. He groans. Now he holds my waist by 2. Once again he felt the shortskirt swirling around his legs as he walked and the air was filled withthe rustling of the taffeta and the rustling of the lace frills on hisnew panties.In the kitchen he found the white apron Deborah had mentioned. It wasmade of white latex and had a deep frill all around the edge. He put theapron on over his pink dress and tied the strings together to hold it inplace. He walked over to the sink and began to run the hot tap so hecould begin washing all of the dirty. This time it was different. She watched her friends shuffle around thedancefloor, mostly in time to some bland and generic dance music, but notalways matching the beat.In the past Jayne would have been up there with them, but this timesomething had snapped in her mind. Their social lives just seemed to be anendless cycle through a small number of cross-dresser friendly clubs, withno thought of doing anything different or surprising.Jayne propped her elbow on the table, rested her chin on the.