His gaze swept the room one more time, gliding past his jacket and then snapping back. His eyes narrowed as he shot towards it. He plunged his hand in...o the empty right pocket, rooting about in vain for a few seconds before searching the floor, the bed, his dresser, and then the same sequence all over again."What the fuck?!" Richie cried. "Where--?"His eyes fell on the door. It was cracked open.Richie clenched his teeth until his jaw ached. He yanked open the door, letting it crash against the. I couldn't stop myself from wiggling my hips to and fro, knowing he was watching so intently. I began to touch myself as I swayed, from my thighs up to my breast prosthesis which was encased in my bra. The nipples were perpetually erect, and so were my own, underneath them. He walked straight up to my balcony and asked could he come up and join me. I told him in a soft voice that I wasn't a real woman, but a crossdresser. He said he thought that might be the case and that he was very aroused by. Again he looked at me and I just winked at him again and from then on he must have known what I was thinking because he didnt ask me anymore. The next moment my wife began to unbutton his pants and within seconds she had his dick out and was rubbing it. He was a good nine to ten inches and I could tell she was surprised at how big he was. I loved it as she took him in her mouth. I watched as her nice full lips wrapped around his huge shaft. She sucked his dick like a porn-star, the whole time. Carrying the lubricant I had stolen and some spare clothes. In case it got messy. I didn't want to go home with cum on my shirt. "So, what shall we do?" Mick asked after I sat down next to him. "Whatever you want, Mick. You can fuck me if you still want to" I told him, secretly hoping he hadn't changed his mind."Oh yeah, Ben, I definitely want to." he said and his hand went to my crotch and he started rubbing my cock through my shorts. "I'm all yours"I pulled off my footwear and my t-shirt and.