. fuck... meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... fuck... meeeeeee!" "Jesus Christ... fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" I pounded her with the last of my sperm, hands under her...firm round ass, pulling her to me."Jamie... Jesus... what... great... sex!" she panted a few minutes later. She was pressed close to me, her head on my bare chest. Her skirt was still around her waist, garter belt framing her dripping pussy. Her blouse was in tatters, her bra under her breasts. One stocking had a long run in it and one. It was already dry. I figured it couldn’t hurt to try it on, so I grabbed the bikini bottom and pulled it up my smooth, feminine legs, then tied the string on either side to secure it at my waist. My tiny cock and balls disappeared inside, not even visible through the thin fabric. I then pulled on the bikini top and tied it secure to my chest. I felt fantastic. It had been a week or two since I had last worn women’s clothes, and seeing all the sexy summer outfits that the ladies in Budapest. Yes, I’m speaking of my boss here.Dr. Anne Thorpe. Despite her adulterous liaison with me, and despite not being a Sikh like us, she’s a caring, decent, wonderful human being. I can understand if you feel some skepticism, as she’s estranged from her own husband and has had an affair with a married man like me. She is more than her vices, trust me on that, as I am more than mine. We all are and I would maintain that, even if you had betrayed me in the same way that I did you.I will always regret. I shook my head and brought myself back to the present.Abigail's archival research has come up with two ancient names for our new island home, Falklands and Las Malvenas. It seems strange to have such different names for two such similar islands, and we can't find a clue which name goes with the eastern island and which name goes with the western, or even if that's the right way to think about the two names. Not that it matters. It's all Karbala now.Karbala! I knew it had the nickname of "The.