Her hair was long, jet black, the greenest eyes I’ve ever seen, and her breasts were an absolute perfect C cup.“What’s wrong, Michelle?” She p...rred. I struggled for a response; I didn’t want her to know I had made all these plans for the night. She saw right through me and walked over. Her perky breasts swayed gently as she sauntered over to me. She wrapped her arms around me and pressed her soft lips to mine. My heart fluttered as I kissed her back, our tongues entwining, tasting each. “She was a mighty sick girl, Miss Ellen.” The doctor began, with a heavy heart. “I had no quinine, opium, or anything else that could help her. The soldiers down the hall used up everything I had in my medical-bag before I even left last night. I would have cupped her, but young Regina wouldn’t hear of it, so I showed her how to apply a mustard-plaster to Pamela, and we both watched over her through the night. She’s breathing better, but I’m afraid for her when they have to evacuate her out. As soon as I had done so, the angelic girl stripped in front of me while performing hypnotizing moves with her curvaceous body. After she had become entirely naked, the young maiden straddled my lap and began to gyrate her hips into me as if she were rubbing out a stain on my pants with her tight ass. Feeling the obvious bulge of my hefty manhood, the girl broke down to her knees and proceeded to cusp my glans with her mouth. Being unable to fit my stiff pole inside her mouth. I put on the suspender belt and threaded the suspenders through the legs of the panties and then opened the black silk stockings. It was the first time I had worn genuine silk stockings and I was very careful putting them on. They had a seam up the back and a very sexy detail around the foot. Once they were attached I felt my legs and thought they felt so soft and sexy.I put on my bra and inserted my breast forms and then sat at the dressing table to put on my wig and makeup. I decided to wear.