Then with a second spit, he lathered it over my open hole, slipping a finger or two in, trying to make sure I was stretched and wet enough for his hug..., thick, dad cock.I again wrapped my legs around his torso and we started kissing again, and I started to feel his cock head stabbing wildly at my ass, looking for my tight asshole. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his massive cock and guided it towards my aching hole and with one sharp push, he entered me again.The sensation was as. Here's the fitting room.The room was spacious with a large full mirror on the one side asexpected. I was slightly hesistant at first, but decided to try on theunderwear. The bra did look very stylish after all. I stripped off andput my male clothes to one side. I looked at my naked body, devoid ofhair though shaving and waxing. My member was starting to wake up just bythe thought of going en femme again.Thanks to loads of practice, I put on the bra easily, followed by thepanties."You wearing. He had gambled everything on a pair of aces. Maybe someday someone would explain it to the kids. He checked the gun to make sure it was ready. The person at the bedroom door arrived much earlier than he expected. It wasn't who he expected either. Derek's wife Gillian stood there, looking perfect. Jack had always admired her. Certainly she was beautiful and lustable. But she was also a great mother, a caring friend, and a generous person. There was no reason on earth for her to be at his. “ugh” she sighed. Then she raised one arm above her head trying to reach the tea caddy. In doing so she caused the dress to rise up just enough to offer me an amazing view of ass, wrapped in pink lacy knickers. The view got better with every stretch as she tried to manipulate the tea caddy from the shelf with her fingertips. “Enjoying the view?” she suddenly asked. I tore my gaze from her incredible ass to see that she had turned her head and was now looking over her shoulder straight at me..