"I feel sexy."it was something about crossdressing Frank'n'Furter knew I was not just arepressed homosexual but a repressed transvestite!"What's come...over me?" Yes I wanted this... "Whoa! Here it comes again!"I never wanted to dress like a man again I wanted Frank'n'Furter to takeme again and again...Just then Janet stopped being a statue and sang that she was no longer myrepressed fianc?e but a slut. She would sleep with whoever she chose to.Our marriage was over - she wanted a man to. My t-shirt comes off and I push my underwear down, kicking it away just before I climbed on the bed. Knowing that he is looking, I lay down on the bed and begin to rub little circles around my clitoris. His eyes stays fixed on my fingers as if under a spell. He walks slowly towards me, and kneels in front of the bed. He sniffs my sex and his face is full of ecstasy. He removes my finger and sucks on it, tasting me. He closes his eyes, enjoying the taste, and then all of a sudden, he flings my. I just found all of you especially a mother I thought had thrown me away." Alan stated as he tried to not look at Angelika. "We realize you are having a hard time we all are, try to bear with us a little longer." Varick said after Alan released him. For the rest of the week they all trained as hard as Alan could push them, as he did himself. Finally, at the end of the week, he felt that they were getting to where he'd hoped they would. Hell, as powerful as Varick and Harman were, he'd take them. ."Yo!" he laughed, cupping the whole of my breast now. "I bet ya did. I ain't ever had a lady suck me like that."As soon as we hit a set of traffic lights, he took my hand and placed it on his crotch. Oh my Lord, he was hard. I could almost feel him throbbing under my palm."Can't wait," he grunted.It took him a couple of seconds to free himself and even as I stared in awe at his black dick, he yanked my head down.It was ridiculous. We were at traffic lights in the middle of the High Street and.