She was going mad about the penis. She was playing with it while kissing my lips. She started to stroke it up and down. I then pushed her head down. S...e went down and kissed the penis, then she kissed the penis again and this went for some time. She was on her knees. Her shirt was half open and her round boobs very looking amazing from the top.She looked at me while holding my penis and then slowly kept the tip of the penis on her lips. She squeezed it with the lips and then took some part of. He took offhis male over-clothes and took out from the wardrobe his female clothes.He took out one of his little black dresses, one that came just abovethe knee. Before that he slipped in the false breasts that just filledout his bustier before he applied the make-up, foundation, mascara, kohlpencil, eye shadow and lipstick - he had it down to perfection now thathe only took just over 10 minutes. He carefully slipped on the LBD so asto avoid catching the make-up, even with it being smudge. When we called in at an old corner pub from which live jazz music was booming I was feeling a bit tipsy, unused to the strength of the local cider I had been drinking rather too casually. A small group of students came to greet us as we arrived. From their powerful builds they were obviously more of Mike's rugby playing friends and he introduced me quite proudly to them all. But I didn’t really remember their names because at that moment a Greek God came into the pub and was walking towards me,. I pulled his hard staff down towards the floor to keep it out of sight and when I turned back towards him I placed his cock against the bottom of my breasts and slid his fat shaft up through my shirt between my breasts until his slick head poked its way through the top of my cleavage. I pushed my hand against my breasts and his cock to keep it in place but it was completely unnecessary. I took my hand and placed it against the bottom rail, boosting myself up and pushing my chest against him. He.