Then again, he DID always keep the blinds drawn… She sighed happily at the memory. It had taken a hell of a lot of patience to change some o... her habits. She certainly hadn’t been an easy student. How he’d put up with her… His yawn brought her out of her daydream. He’d called her before heading home, and she could tell from his voice that he was tired. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea? She caught a glimpse of herself in the hall mirror, took a second to study her image. CHAPTER 17Office CleanerMarcia was quite nervous and apprehensive. For the first time since shestarted cross dressing she was out there on her own, without theprotective umbrella of either Jess or Mrs. Atkins.She was standing in front of the responsible for the cleaning staffMiss Miranda Adams. Marcia was modestly dressed wearing low heel shoes,a jean skirt and a black cotton blouse with a hint of a frill aroundthe collar and the sleeves. Her makeup was modest her nails clearvarnished and her. But you resist for a moment longer. My cunt is sodden and the sweet odour of arousal is overwhelming and wanton. As I relax into your probing and fingering you thrust your hips forward and enter me firmly and deeply. I moan in delight as my cunt envelops you. As you thrust gently forward and back you tug the leash in time so that you can get deeper in my. I can feel your balls against my clit as our hips meet. When you are deep in me you hold the leash tight so I cannot move away from you for. Brian drank some of his water and did the same with his glass. As I handed my brother his scotch, he handed me a lit joint. I took a deep drag as I retrieved the massage oil from my closet. I knelt down on the bed at Laurie’s waist. I blew the smoke in a soft stream over the sensuous curves of her rounded ass. I reached across her and handed the potent pot to Brian. As he inhaled, I started the massage. I spread a generous amount of the lightly scented oil all over my wife’s left.