I had not done my laundry in weeks and my side of the bed was literally like a foot deep in dirty laundry. I sorted all of my clothes starting with my...work clothes. Then I pulled out my everyday stuff like gym shorts, tshirts, etc. All that was left was underwear and socks so I used my foot to scoot everything left into a pile. Then as I was bagging up my socks and underwear I picked up a pair of boxers and immediately knew they were not mine. They were too small. They were size medium, my. He walkedup behind her tired of trying to resist touching her. His hands glided over hershoulders, down her back and under the skirt to cup her full, round ass cheeks.He had prohibited her from wearing panties without special permission. Pitagiggled and pressed back against his hands as he gave her bottom a firmsqueeze. He honestly prayed that this feeling of needing to touch her wouldnever leave him. He also hoped she would never get tired of his hands on her. ?Yes, I?m finished. Did you want. I sat and drank my coffee trying to think. There was a large mirror on the wall opposite and as I caught a glimpse of my reflection I was startled to see how feminine I already looked.My reflection fascinated me for a while. It was as if the was a girl looking back at me from the mirror and it was only when I moved by body slightly that I realised that the girl was me!When I had finished my coffee I went into the bathroom and took of the dressing gown, nightdress and panties. I studied my body. ..” And then we fade out... Then fade back in on a close-up of her pussy ... Positively dripping. Glistening but still untouched.We go back to the side angle and note the clock now reads 11:45am ... We’ve made the poor bitch wait ten minutes. Goliath is still patiently waiting, although he is now panting, drooling from his jowls, and we can see a couple of inches of shiny pink cock sticking out of his sheath. He’s more ready than he’s ever been in his life ... Bianca is still calling to him,.