Her pretty petals enveloped my face as I tried to lick her as deeply as possible. She was soaking wet, clearly enjoying our coupling as much as I was,...but I was determined to take her higher still. I sucked on my right index finger and slid it into her as I continued to make love to her with my mouth.Kelsey began moaning as my finger and tongue worked in concert with one another. I wanted to make her cum as hard as I had earlier, so I ran my tongue up to her clit and licked it for the first. Her sissy was also dressed in a black French maid's outfit; her eyes red from a recent chastisement, her tiny dress high up and frilled, displaying panties which in turn displayed a small bulge to the fore; the remnants of a hormone induced destruction of former masculinity.She managed a soft smile at me which had my cock buzzing with a strange desire I had not known until seeing her. Miranda arrived looking more dominant and elegant than I had ever seen her before, wearing a short black. ”“You are welcome. I have about ten minutes of work left, then we can go workout.”“OK. I never felt sore after the other day. I was expecting to be sore in the butt from walking and especially stretching.”“Maybe today will be different.”“Same outfits as yesterday?”“Sure, if you don’t mind me not wearing a bra.”“My only concern is that with the size of your breasts all of the running might cause them to hurt.”“I love you.”After a kiss on the cheek, she got back to work, and I got back to my. ‘What did she say?’ Cooper wanted to know. ‘She called Laura Craig and that she had to go back to Phoenix for her grandmother Lisa’s funeral,’ Gray said. Cooper swore loudly and grabbed the phone. ‘Dad, we’ve got trouble. I need you and dad to find out all you can about a kid named Greg Porter,’ Cooper said, a million different things running through his head. ‘What’s going on Coop?’ Blythe asked. ‘Callie called Laura and used her distress words. I think Greg took Callia,’ Cooper answered..