” With that he thew off his robe; naked and hard, he dropped to his knees before her and went to push her skirt up. She shoved him back and yelled a...grily, “Honey, you know I haven’t showered.” She only liked to have her pussy eaten when she had cleaned herself up, though Jim always told he it didn’t matter. Especially not now, he thought. Before she could react, he pushed her down onto the couch, pulled up her skirt, and had whisked her stained panties off. Now she screamed at him, “No!,” but. ”“Guilty” I said putting my hands up, “but how come they were so wet with your juices?”“Well, once I realised you probably had been sniffing or licking my thong, I thought I would really give you something to sniff and taste, so I masturbated myself whilst still wearing them, something I don’t normally do, but the fantasy that I was thinking about got so intense that I came much more than I usual that’s why they were so wet.”“And just what was this fantasy that got your juices flowing so. One day after work, arriving at their spa workout, Robin opened hisathletic bag, only to realize that he had forgotten his shorts. What theheck, he thought. I'll just wear my leotard, like many of the others.The fact that my tucked male equipment will show a bit will just have tobe tolerated by my associates. After all, their nipples show throughtheir leotards. Truth be told, so did his, a little. His breasts hadalso become more rounded as a result of the estrogen, and the leotardemphasized. "Oh, baby. Do me right. I wantmy little wifey to lick me and bite me harder. C'mon, little girl, showmama what my precious sissy is made of. Don't you dare stop."She took her hands and grabbed my head like a bowling ball putting herfingers in my ears. She dug in deep and urged me tight against her vulvawhile she pushed, rubbing back and forth. She was in heat.We did this forever until she had one orgasm after another. She shriekedand moaned and panted until finally, she could cum no more. She.