"Good," Erica said. "There were two things. Firstly, those tax details. I've found the papers that you asked for. If you would like to stop by some ti...e, you can go through them or you can pick them up and drop them back later. Either way would be fine. I 'm sure you'll get them dealt with in time for whatever deadlines the Chancellor wishes us to meet."George was disappointed by the mundane nature of Erica's call. Although he was on his knees dreaming of serving her, discussing tax forms. She was fighting with all her might to be quiet, but her moans were getting louder and louder. Suddenly there was a scream and a VERY LOUD OH GOD!!!! which was probably heard in Peru. She sprayed her cum all over her spread. She was always a good squirter. She lay there trembling and cumming like Niagara Falls. She was almost having convulsions as she flopped around on her bed. All the while you could hear her mumbling, OH GOD . . . OH GOD. It had to be one of the best orgasms she had ever had. Cal was then handed a sheer black bathrobe and was asked to stand up so his friend could inspect him."Wow, you look totally hot. So how does it feel?" John asked."It feels better than I imagined," Cal admitted. "So how did this happen to you?" As I said, I grew up with three sisters, and when we played dress-up as kids and they dressed me as a girl and I loved it. As I grew older the memory of being dressed as a girl was still with me and I found myself constantly checking their silky lingerie. 'How old are you darling', he whispered into my ear, 'Sixteen', I gleefully returned, knowing the effect it would have on his male ego.Humped a few minutes more before adding, 'Fuck me, you are the same age as my daughter', and he stiffened more as I suspected he might, 'She will love your cock too', I salaciously whispered into his ear, feeling his response to my comment as a positive, his vigor increasing as he pounded into me.The girl at the other end of the carriage was also engaging in.