I had no interest in dressing up. At my age, they don't offer candy when you ring the bell.Ding-dong.Great! Harriett probably misplaced her key again...."Hold on, I'm coming. Keep your pants on." That was Harriett's natural state of affairs anyway.Ding-dong.I was almost done with my shower anyway. I threw on a bathrobe. Sheesh, don't they know the rules? My outside lights were off. That meant I wasn't participating in the stupid ritual of Trick or Treat. Bah humbug. Yeah, I know that's another. I carried her to the bedroom and dropped her on the bed when she got up and unzipped my pants and took them off, took my underpants off gave my cock a hand job at a speed of about 300 strokes per min. It was heavenly. Then she took it in to her mouth and sucked tenderly. The feeling too good. I fell helplessly on the bed when she sat on my chest and continued to suck. Just in a few min I had cum right up her mouth. She didn’t stop and kept liking and sucking all the cum and drank it greedily. I. 'The biggest weakness of a crossdresser' she mused.After painting his nails bright pink, Ashleigh instructed him to put on ablack pair of tights, followed by a bra. Ashleigh noticed that althoughMike was very skinny, he had a serious case of man boobs which causedAshleigh to laugh at the sight, much to Mike's embarrassment of course.She took a picture on her phone. "Strike a pose sissyboy!" And Mikedidn't disappoint, by putting his hands on his hips, swaying his hips toone side and pouting his. Frances and Gianni ate and drank, talked and laughed. They were well matched despite the obvious age difference, and oblivious to the glances from those around them. They were noticed by the other diners in the restaurant, not because they were too loud, but just for the enjoyment that they clearly had for their meal and especially with each other. Frances looked even more beautiful in the soft light of the restaurant, wisely chosen by the owners to have just this effect. Her eyes sparkled as.