Below the mat I was standing on was a wooden floor which lead to the kitchen and took a straight turn to the left and down a hallway. ‘Nice place yo... got here’ I said. ‘Thanks’ he responded. ‘Please take off your shoes.’ I removed my shoes to revel my black ankle socks I was wearing. I walked over to the kitchen to see a sliding screen back door covered with a dark brown curtain. Rodney had me follow him down the hallway. To the left in the middle of the hallway was the bathroom and straight. ” These are not my words. They are yours. “Harder.” And then you push my head downward. To your tummy. “Lick my tummy.” Gentle kisses over your tummy until my tongue finds your tummy button and darts inside. You giggle lightly but your hands encourage me to continue. I am so close. I can smell the sweet musk of the passion emanating from your sex. I know that I have made you wet. My fingers search and your legs part, welcoming the intrusion. Welcoming me to explore. “Touch me again. Touch me. I am starting to get excited; the transformation of Andy to Lizzy is now well and truly underway.I pick out the bra, which matches the garter belt, and fill it with some socks now all I need is the G-string and my underwear is ready. The G-string is not in the draw maybe Debbie is wearing it? I contemplate changing to the white underwear before it strikes me that Debbie may not be wearing them today I make my way down to the washing basket and tip out the contents there on top of the pile in. My hand inside you - filing you, your fingers on your clit and with my mouth firmly latched on and pulling your nipple deeply into my mouth your body is stimulated to the point that it all becomes a blur. I imagine that your eyes are still closed - but instead of seeing blackness, you see the shimmering colors moving as a kaleidoscope in front of you but that turning of those shapes and colors are increasing as your fingers increase the tempo that you are administering to yourself, aghhhhhhh.