"He had not been wondering, being unfamiliar with the either the place orits vanishing, yet nodded his head none-the-less.Taking this as agreement to ...ontinue, Maude said, "Though the fellowmust have been demented, Grunhilda is rather lovely. She has the palestskin, almost like a vampire, but she is so much more alive, her fierytemper matching her red tresses. I doubt not that the gorgeous, huntergreen, velvet, which I spelled up, will look fabulous on her. Maybe agown with long draping. How is your summer going besides work, work, and more work?"With a small laugh, she said, "Mostly work. I'm going to rent a place over at the beach for a week, and take Courtney and Emily. They enjoy it when they go with you, so I figured they'd like to spend a week over at New Smyrna Beach." That sounds like fun. We aren't going anywhere this summer, but we try to take a trip out–of-town for the holidays in the winter. I go to the beach enough, but Dad hates the sand."We ate lunch, and then. "You know how I feel," I said.She rolled her eyes.I decided to make it a little easier for her. "I can appreciate the beauty of a woman without having to get my paws on her." I kept my voice soft, but not sensual. My eyes, however, made no attempt to hide the pleasure I was taking in watching her undress.She pulled the blouse over her head, revealing a camisole, and folded it onto the chair. A tear formed at her eye."Relax," I said, "we're going to stay on opposite sides of the desk."She. And, he found it quite refreshing.He loved the smell and taste of cum. He'd certainly tasted and smelledenough of it at the club - - or, his own, when he masturbated. But he'dnever tasted it directly from the source. The closest he'd come waslicking tranny cum from his fingers after fondling clit after clit at theclub. Mistress Melissa rubbing her nine inches of tranny meat across hislips was just so much more intimate.Mistress Melissa, once again, read his thoughts. She continued.