And it has probably saved me. I would never had made it through the nightmarish workdays without the rest I got during my hours in the bed.It's Friday...and I actually don't need to work at all this weekend. All my projects at work are finished. A bunch will start Monday morning, but no need to think about them now.I poured my self a glass of chardonnay and sat down in my comfortable couch looking out over the panoramic view over the city. I can do whatever I want.I went all blank. What do you do. Pushing a firm hand down on my stomach he shed my skirt with the other. I was now laying in just my underwear while he ravished me with his mouth. I felt his warm weight slide up my body to press firmly against mine. Wrapping my arms around him I could feel his hardness against me as he pushed slowly against me. Our lips met and parted over and over, his hand sliding up and down my body. I love you I whispered. I need you, every part of you. His lips pushed hard against mine until the coppery. Deliciously soft and heavy, or desperate to bury your face in deep, warm cleavage until you suffocate.At the back of the waist of the human skin of "her", there is a pair of dark and narrow wings, which look a bit like a devil's bat wings, but they are smaller and more delicate than the devil's wings commonly seen in story illustrations. , looks much more "feminine", and a black slender tail extends above the buttocks, with a cute heart shape at the end.And in the lower part of the lower. After a while the car moved on, I guess the driver must have been dogging or looking for d**gs.This happened again over the next 20 minutes or so but eventually my guy arrived. He pulled up next to my car and I walk from my hiding place to him. He was in his mid 30’s and slim. I was shaking a bit now.He got out and looked me over shoved his hand up my short skirt to check for panties, which I wasn’t wearing and he gave my sissy cock and balls a good squeeze. ‘Nice’ he said and pushed over the.