But all encased in scale mail and leather. “Yes, perhaps you are correct,” and reached for the pouch at my waist. At the same time I pivoted away ...rom the blade, my left arm-guard against the flat of her weapon. My right leg behind her knees, a firm press of my forearm across her chest and she went down like a sack of potatoes flat on her back. A nimble leap as she swept her broad sword free of its sheath slicing at my knees, and, then with a crash, I was down on her chest knocking the wind out. It was wonderfully salty.I continued to lick and clean his cock of our juices and he just laid back and moaned at the pleasure I was giving him.For my part all I was thinking about was having his cock in my mouth; licking his soft shaft and his balls and generally being a very bad and dirty girl.I was so pre-occupied by this that he was almost fully hard again when I realized what I had done (happily).I began to get up when he said, "I don't have another condom," but he didn't finish before I. They both answered the door and I could tell that they were a little shocked and somewhat dissappointed in what they saw, I was somewhat older than they and in my drab, after a quick introduction I told them I would be virtually unrecognisable after my 'transformation', and to reserve their opinion on my appearance until I had changed into my female attire.We had a brief conversation with Helen saying that in no way did she feel threatened or jealous of her busband being pleasured or giving. Once she opened her mouth she usually got her own way. It didn't take long, we were soon out of that shit hole of a college... "Come on then! Was he a good fuck or what?" I knew she wouldn't stop until I'd told her everything."First things first" I said "his mate wants to know if you'll go with him tonight, only there's this party on and I know how you love to show off, so I mentioned you, I hope you don't mind" Tell him yes I'd love to, he hasn't got anything wrong with him though has he?" not.