Mr F. made her sit on the table, directly facing the mirror, and pushed her legs apart. The high heels were shaken off, his tie was undone and the shi...t was removed. He began by spreading whipped cream, their dessert, on her breasts. “How do you feel like with dessert on your tits?” he asked. She looked at herself in the mirror and moaned. “Pretty, but not as pretty as when cum drips over my tits…” He laughed and then licked her tits clean, gently biting the tight brown nipples until she. .. the only thing that troubled Ronnie was that Peter swore that the girl's sweater was down when his sister- in-law had entered the room... which meant only one thing... that Marilyn had been watching at the door!It wasn't easy for Ronnie Goodge to bring up his young son alone, his wife had left him when the boy was only three years old and he had never heard from her since, nor wanted to for that matter. Over the years Ronnie had had more than one girlfriend and several times he had been. As she started asking me questions and updating the system I was looking her up and down, she was dressed in a white coat, a little tight if I am honest but from where I was sitting it showed off her curves nicely. She had small breasts and legs that went on for ever, they were tanned and smooth. She got up from her chair to get something and I could clearly see the outline of her panties through the material of her coat, this was going to be tough to keep my dignity.She asked me to slip off my. .. but mostly I'm fine with who I am. I do get mistakenfor a girl a lot, though - even without the dress." I know, I've heard that, and I can see why. But there are other clues,too - like your voice, your mannerisms, things like that. They all sendsignals that others pick up on. Maybe you should have been a girl afterall."I laughed a little nervously. "If you say so. As long as you're cool withme, that's all I care about, 'cause I really like you. I'm not sure whatyou see in my brother, but I'm.