After the removal of the body and the conclusion of the police investigation, they had cleaned up the lab, getting rid of the metal task chair on whic... MacKenzie had hit her head by sending it to the local recycle center. Unforeseen by any of them was the fact that the recycled metal task chair was eventually melted down, and returned in the form of a shipment of metal ingots used by the manufacturer of the outer shells for electronics devices; the very company who subcontracted to Maston. A wary young cross-dresser so made over in dark nylons and wearing the tightest of pink spandex shorts, actually worried because he was looking like one of those pampered, suburban chicks his 'buddies' would lust to nail. That's why Danny's shapely femme legs kept on strolling this upscale, urban neighbourhood with his ears on high alert - listening for the threatening sounds of approaching motorcycles. But the only noise he ever heard tonight was the sounds of his very own girly sandals. Her mouth was wide with full lips, and she employed them when she leaned in and stole a kiss from me. I closed my eyes and went with that kiss. Her tongue stole into my mouth, seeking out my own. She was a very good kisser, her mouth hungrily devouring mine. I couldn't help it, my cock started to swell and create a telltale rise in my Levis. Her fingers walked up onto it and paused, then she grasped it in her white hand. I saw that her fingers were very short and small, out of proportion to the. An idea pops into your head *I wonder what it's like in there* you quickly shake it off as a bad idea when she inhales heavily again.This time you catch yourself on her upper lip. Your mistress then starts to partially lick her lips, swiping your hand in the process. The feeling of her hot,wet, large tongue running across your hand almost dropped you to your knees from the euphoria. With your rash and lustful feelings, you grabbed her upper and lower lip and parted them. A large wave of hot air.