Officer Benson smiled as she saw Martha part her legs and kept smiling as she saw her raise her bottom up. These old women, she told herself, were so ...p themselves. Well, she did have the most gloriously creased skin and she had already referred to her wonderfully drooping full breasts, and loved running her finger over her so fleshy bottom cheeks and touching her bottom hole, but Martha shouldn’t have reacted as she did. Well, she was certainly going to be getting more cane strokes than she. . Uh, Russ, what are you doing?! You're supposed to pull my pants up, not pull my panties down!"Humming with anticipation and licking my lips, I got down on my knees until my face was level with my sweet Lizzie's perfect bubble-butt. Slowly, I finished peeling off her thong, enjoying the sight of that thin strip of lacy cloth being extracted from the depths of her luscious asscrack where it had been cozily trapped so far. Looking up into her baffled bespectacled eyes, I chuckled and. He's male but he oozes femininity. It's quite remarkable, thoroughly ambiguous. Slipping easily from male to female. Try him in some heels."The woman went over to a stack of shoeboxes saying, "What size are you?" I take an eight, usually."She took out a pair of black patent open-toed pumps with three-inch stilettos."Put these on." Can I put my underpants back on?" He was embarrassed by his erection, which was now sporting a glistening droplet from the tip."Yes." She rummaged through a carrier. Sure, part of it was the typical pre-wedding jitters. In a few hours she would no longer be single, she would only have sex with one man for the rest of her life, etc....But, what had been consuming her thoughts of late was much more devious... fantasies of a lesbian romp with her fiancé's sister. She couldn't explain it, but what had started out as playful flirtation had become an obsession... which had taken hold not while Lara was aggressively flirting with her, but when she'd.