'Lovely creature that is she said, getting on her knees and taking it between her greedy, full lips, licking the shaft teasingly.I took a chair to und...ess myself except for my slip. I like my slip and one should never give away the full monty at once. Also I like the feeling of my steaming hot dick against the fabric. Leave something to soil.Then Jane got up and shed her dress and walked over to the bed. Her tits still perkya few lovely wrinkles on her tummy and a pepper-and salt landing strip. We know about you and Leslie, but you have never said a word about it to anyone so we feel we can trust you. How about it? Are you game?" I'd have to be a complete idiot to say no." Good. Let's finish our coffee and then you can follow us."As I followed along behind them I wondered how they knew about Leslie and me. I know that I'd never told another living soul about us so it must have been Leslie who told them, but why would she do that? What was the tie between them? I wasn't going to ask. I relax my throat. I let my tongue rest on my lower teeth and guide my face towards his stomach. The cock goes in. I feel a power.The fullness in my mouth is so awesome. I’m loving this. I take that cock deeper and deeper. I’m salivating all over his cock. He grabs my hair, pulls me off his cock and makes me look up.“You were born to suck cock - I’ve never been sucked like it before.” Still holding me by the hair, he guides me back to his cock and lets me go back to work. I start to get that. The Stalker pushed the bent over tranny onto the kitchen floor and kickedher in the ribs, winding her further.Michele thought she felt a rib crack but that was the least of herworries; if this guy became really pissed he might kill her; she wasgambling with her life. She had figured out who he was. He was theChelmsford Stalker and who knew what he would do now that he had foundout that the sexy middle-aged woman he had followed home was in fact asexy middle-aged transvestite.She decided she.