(I can see it now!) Lying on top of the dress were her tan tights, with her not so white panties still inside. I even remember the white three quarter...length socks that were still attached to the legs of her tights, and it was apparent that she'd removed her clothing from the waist down, in a oner.To this day, I have absolutely no idea why I had a sudden urge to put on my little sister's clothes. I had no desire to be a female... still don't! Fuck! I'd French-kissed a girl before my teens, and. She fumbled for her keys and looked up at me. ‘Do you want a coffee or anything? You really didn’t need to see me home.’ ‘I’d love a coffee and a towel for my hair, and then I’ll call a cab. Is it always as cold as this here?’ ‘You just wait till January.’ She opened the door and we went into the flat. ‘Take your coat off and sit by the heater. I’ll get you a towel and make some coffee.’ She looked a little nervous and I didn’t say anything. She came back with the towel and whisked into the. Jeremy continued to to fuck her slowly with one finger, then two, and finally with a third. He massaged her g spot and rapidly licked her clit while watching the expression of intense pleasure on her face. "Oh, Jer, I'm going to cum," she almost screamed. Jeremy moaned into her while finger fucking her faster until she spasmed around him, panting and grabbing his hair. He licked his lips and made his way up her body until his cock was positioned at her entrance and his face was right against. ." Pick up those towels before they soil the carpet," she said, interrupting me. Her dictatorial tone infuriated me, but I was able to conceal my anger."I'll take them downstairs Ma'am," Margaret said, but when she turned Cynthia had already left the room. We heard a key being inserted in the lock on the door to her room."I should have passed."Margaret stopped trying to make the sweater fit me, and stood back with a questioning look in her eyes."Its advice a friend gave me a long time ago. He.