“God yes, that was incredible.” Her pussy flexed around my cock. “Damn, you’re still hard. Pull out, I want to taste myself on you.” I made ... mental not to ask her about that later. I removed myself from her pussy and she practically dove on my cock, licking and slurping her juices off, her eyes staring directly at me. It was almost too much. Her incredibly adorable face staring at me as she had my cock in her mouth. She pulled off, flicking the head with her tongue. “Are you close?” I could. "Cassie, your clothes..." Stephanie murmured, eyes wide.Cassie looked down at herself. The wench outfit she had on when she had first arrived -- little more than a mental convenience -- had morphed into a sort of chain-mail armor. "Sort of" was the key term, as it covered little more than a bikini would. She recognized it now; it was from a movie that Ned had taken her to see on one of their dates."Cassie, don't let it get away!" Stephanie shouted.The guard started to turn. Before Cassie could. It wasn't Julie looking back at me, but I was pleasantly surprised with just how feminine I looked and just how well the clothes fitted me. With a sudden rush of shock - I liked how I looked!I glanced at my watch. 10:50. It had taken me nearly 2 hours to get ready - now I could sympathise with women for once! I looked again at my watch and decided to remove it - as it didn't suit the feminine image I had now assumed. As I placed it on the table, the lock in the door made a soft click and the. Tuesday night she called me and we agreed to meet for a drink near the mall. I had emailed her saying that I would like to see her again but received no response until that call. It was a pleasant surprise that we ended up at her house. I tentatively made my move to kiss her and was met with an extremely exuberant set of lips. Within seconds, tongues danced and moans began. Kerri was in the middle of a divorce. Her husband left her high and dry for Las Vegas. The only thing he left her was a.