Uneasy in his stilettos, the fishnets betrayed hisperfectly smooth body through the holes, and he frequently reached downwith his bright white painted...fingernails to adjust them. With each smallmotion his cottontail bounced slightly up and down, as did the wire andlace bunny ears and the ends of his long hair from the wig. You couldonly tell his face was a man's if you had known from the beginning - arandom passerby would see nothing but a tall, sexy, promiscuous woman whothe worst kind of boy. I was searching around the computer and I went into the pictures and I saw many pictures of his k**s and then I clicked this album called “Fun”, inside this album was a lot of pictures of the pastors wife nude and of her sucking his cock I started stroking my cock to the pictures and I didn’t even hear the pastors wife pull back into the church because I was so into stroking my cock to these sexy pictures. She walked into the room I didn’t hear her or see her because my eyes were closed as I. My finger then moved down to her whole, it played around it. It was so wet I couldn’t stop myself from pushing slowly inside, it was tight I could feel her contract with pleasure as I entered her. She moaned again.I started to move my finger in and out, curling it so it would push against her g-spot. She moaned and whispered to me “I can’t wait for you to fuck me with that big cock of yours.” I asked “Well let’s not put it off then?” She looked at me with a mischievous smile and said “not quite. I did as he asked and his mouth dropped open when he saw the tiny panties barely covering me.The growing bulge in his pants was all the approval I needed as I turned away from him so he could see. After doing the assessment he laid me down on the bed to do some “stretches”, although this time they were much more sexual in nature.I then said to Michael, “It doesn’t seem fair that I had to remove my shorts but you get to keep yours on.” He kindly removed his shorts I moved his boxers down enough.