He put down his brush, wiped his hands and went inside.“Mrs. Tomlin?” he called out as he stood in the kitchen, moving to the stairs and calling u..., “Mrs. Tomlin?”He made his way carefully up the stairs, gently calling her name, not wanting to surprise her. He peeked around the corner to the big master bedroom, finding it empty. He looked in the giant walk-in closet, and she wasn’t there either. He was about to leave the room when the bathroom door opened and out walked the lovely Mrs. Tomlin,. I did as she asked and tried to forget my hard little dick, but my hand went to it and the slippery water made my hand glide across the tip and I felt that jerk again. It was like a cramp, yet it felt good in a way I had never felt before. I slid my hand up and down and the warm scented water filled my head with a strange feeling. I moved my free hand up my tummy and I could feel my puffy little boy boobs slide under my fingers just like my cock in my other hand. I lay back in the tub, the. She took acouple of hangers out of the closet and hung them over the door handle.My pair of red pumps were taken out and set on the floor near the chair.From the dresser drawer she took some items which I could not see andlaid them out on the chair. Then, holding a small package in her hand,she came over to the bed."I don't suppose you know how to put on pantyhose," she said, tearingthem out of the package. "You put your thumbs into the toes like this.Put them over your toes and pull them. I was on cloud nine. My fantasy was becoming an erotic reality. The memory of this moment was a vivid picture in my mind of my two favorite men and me.I then felt John’s fingers on my nipples, twisting, pulling, on one and then the other. He knew that helped me cum. That did it; a climax surged through me like a freight train out of control. I asked Dwayne to lie down on the bed and then resumed sucking his cock. "She sure knows how to give great head. I love the way she moves her tongue under.