Once the straps had cleared her arms, he dropped them and feverishly took hold of the top of her dress. Taking one final, deep breath, he began to pur...osefully tug her dress down. The soft, velvet material slowly crept down off her magnificent breast, still covered with the sheer, laciness of her brassiere. Once clear of her mountainous breasts, he continued to inch the dress down until he found the lacy sheerness of his mother's panties and garter belt. Stopping, he tried to swallow but found. Knowing what she learned from earlier, she quickly swallows it down and prepares for a rapid succession of shots. Instead, she found another long, thick shot of cum filling her mouth. This blast took so long she thought the donkey was peeing. She struggles to keep it in her mouth, but knows if she spills any, Eppi won’t be able to stay inside. She swallows as quickly as possible, just in time for another long shot of cum. She takes a moment to savor the taste before taking a giant swallow. Then. To ooze cum to the max. Call me Priest he said. A. could only droop his head, peering into one of the rooms with boys servicing the cocks of greater men, whose dominance traversed the entire room that in their dirty-clad bodies gave off a scent even here can it be smelt. The man to the right of A. walked forward and, as though attempting to strangle A. with his left hand, thus remarked: you like what you see there, boy? Clearly youre not dominant to service a boy, but would rather become a boy!. I have no desire to dress as a woman with wig and makeup etc but obviously do have a slight feminine side as I love womans underwear.Feeling like I could do with another gin and tonic, I went to the minibar and poured myself one and picked up the ice bucket to go and get some ice down the corridor. I decided to be a little daring and just slip on a pair of shorts and tee shirt leaving my smooth pantyhosed legs exposed. My trip to the ice machine was uneventful as nobody was about, but on my.