.. I thought those little tramps would never leave." Folding her arms sternly across her chest, she strode over to her son, stepping up onto the dais ...n the middle of the classroom. Calmly, she took off her glasses, tucking them into the inside pocket of her tweed jacket, and pulled out the hairpin holding her blonde mane of hair in a tight bun. She shook her head, and her hair spilled down her shoulders in a messy, golden cascade around her pretty face.With a mischievous gleam in her eyes,. I enjoy their looks when I pass by slowly, swaying my hips slightly but in the end just my natural feminine way of walking. Another sign of my true gender which is also emphasized by my more feminine body and extremities. What once was trouble in teenage years now is my capital I may say. And I am very happy for the blessings I got.So when I got back to the parking lot I just was in the mood to dress up a little and sit across the two front seats of my van having a snack. It didn´t take long. . what exactly are you going to be doing?"Spreading his hands, George said "Who knows - a job's a job. Whatever they want me to do, I'm sure I can handle it."Just then the door opened and Kramer, Jerry's lanky neighbor from across the hall, walked in. He was bare-chested and was muttering to himself distractedly. Ignoring Jerry and George completely, he walked over to the paper towel dispenser and pulled off several sheets."Help yourself, Kramer," said Jerry dryly. "Mi casa, su casa." Oh .... My chest was touching her warm breasts and I m sure she was enjoying it more that I did. I started rubbing my dick on her pussy with our clothes on.I knew that she is in my control now. I decided to make her wilder. I got up and removed my trousers and now I was in my undies only. I removed her salwar and reached down to her legs. I started kissing her toes and slowly moved up kissing the back of her knees and inner portion of her thighs. Finally I stopped just before her pussy and started.