After a few moments I said, “ Only if you help me with my make-up and wig. What kind of dress do you have in mind”? She replied,” How about t...e blouse and Short Skirt you had hidden in the garage when I lived there”. I never knew she had seen that suitcase, I had it hidden in the back of the pile and I had forgotten about it for so long. It was only then that I remembered the photo of me dressed up with the clothes that I knew she had found out about my fetish. She told me she wanted. I SAID THAT YOUR COCK WILL BE IN MY PUSSY AND NOT IN THE COLD THAT I WAS THE ONE THAT WAS GOING TO HAVE MY ASS IN THE COLD WHILE YOU POUNDED ME AND I REACHED DOWN AND STARTED PULLING HIS LARGE MEMBER OUT OF HIS ZIPPER AND REACHED DOWN AND STARTED SUCKING DEEPLY ON HIS COCK AND IT GREW SO HARD AND THE VEINS WERE ALL PUFFED UP AND I TURNED AROUND AND DROPPED MY PANTS SO THAT THE LARGE THICK LOVE MUSCLE COULD BE SLAMMED INTO MY TIGHT WET PUSSY SO THAT THE FESTIVITIES COULD BE STARTED A LITTLE. I could feel myself starting to sweat. ‘Thanks, man. You lookin’ good by the way. Good to see you all cleaned up. And you,’ he turned to Alicia. ‘Lookin’ fine as always!’ ‘Thanks,’ Alicia smiled politely. Robbie left us and I sighed in relief. ‘That was kinda weird. How do you know him?’ Alicia asked. ‘Just from the stations,’ I admitted truthfully. ‘You meet some very interesting people in subway stations.’ I squeezed her hand, wanting to steer the conversation away from why I am on such. Straight up stairs now as she does every night, kicks her shoes off and stands in front of the mirror checking herself out. She is a good looking woman I have to admit. Late twenties maybe, tall, slim with long blonde hair and long, long legs. She either hasn't noticed the curtains are wide open or she just doesn't care. A natural exhibitionist. Good for me, bad for her.19:40 Begin recording.She begins to unbutton her white blouse and lets it fall to the floor. She's now standing in a nice.