“Let’s see if there’s any cream for my cookies!” were her last words before my instantly stiff flesh disappeared into her warm mouth. She was ...unning her hands over my ass, hips, and thighs as her mouth and tongue worked feverishly on forcing me beyond the threshold of control.Feeling me grow even thicker and harder in her mouth, she knew.Yes, she knew I was not going to last much longer and her hands moved to grab my erection. Swirling her hands all around my girth, she added extra pleasure by. The last trickle of light slipped past him to illuminate the tiny chamber. She sat in a wooden throne chair. Like the one the priest who had done their wedding had sat in during the services. He saw she was wearing the satin shirt that was now missing from his closet. She had loved it. The royal blue so vivid against her pale white skin, now even paler. Her long sun blonde hair shadowed her face like a birds wing. Black levis, how he had hated her to wear jeans, but she wore them now, her feet. She waspart of them. They were her.It hadn't felt real. She'd experienced firsthand every detail up tothis moment, but had somehow also felt detached from it. Theunderstated simplicity of that skimpy strip of fabric sucked herinstantly into the moment. Everything was real. This was all reallyhappening.Of course she would be expected to wear women's clothing - what elsewould a woman wear? Jesse shuddered as the briefly-glimpsed girl fromthe mirror echoed in her mind. She realized with certainty;. Then the process started all over again instead this time they went farther. After hungrily devouring each other’s mouths Elaine and Christian both stripped of their swim wear and lay down on the couch and started to rub their bodies together. Elaine felt Christian groan into her mouth and she knew that his tool needed some attention. So she got down on her knees and started giving him the fastest hand job that she could. It wasn’t even a minute before out of nowhere he exploded onto her body..