Jeff smiled a greeting at the pair and nodded to them. He surmised they were the mother and son protection team. "Hello, I'm Jeff Cotton and this is m... daughter Susana," he greeted them."I'm Meredith Blake and this is my son Jason. We're here to discuss your security needs." She reached out to shake Jeff's hand.Jeff looked at the woman and was unimpressed. I better let them down easy, he thought to himself. To Jeff, she looked about as dangerous as a grade school hall monitor. He took her hand. They've slipped and slid in her vaginal juices, called forth by her reflections and actions. They are sticky with her thoughts and anticipations of more time with Joe.After coffee, Gwenda takes her hire care and gingerly edges out into the traffic along Rålambshovsleden. The car has satnav – an English speaking satnav - but she is still unfamiliar with the traffic flows and signs.She drives carefully – diffidently - under Route 275 at the roundabout and onto Lindhagensgatan and left following. .”She groaned as he began to pick up the pace, the golden coronas around her pupils flaring as her body responded to that ancient instinctive rhythm. Her expression was part wonder, part delight, with a heady mix of arousal sprinkled over the top. As the broody daze began to migrate into lust, she moved with him, her thighs lifting higher to give him even deeper access to her toned belly.Normally Dana would have already been cumming around him, but instead she held John close, murmuring loving. Sissies are not seeking to become women in a normal sense, but are instead seeking to become the object of their desires. Their ultimate fantasy woman if they were normal, rather than being a sissy.Sissies are transvestites who can’t be sated by just throwing on some panties and jerking off. They must strive to become their ideal female. This means the fetish will transcend the bedroom, and creep into the rest of their life. A full wardrobe, makeup, wigs, etc. Sissies will spend more time.