She quickly turns over to face the wall. Yeah, she was definitely masturbating. After a few minutes lying motionless, her back towards me, she starts ...rithing again. My cock starts getting hard, and her shifting ass starts to bump against it. She slows down momentarily, realising what is happening. But then she speeds up, grinding more and more against my cock, breathing heavily. After awhile, she reaches behind and grabs my arm, pulling it to her body, up her top to her little breasts,. In the fourth bag was a womans wig and a collection of makeup and a tube of lip gloss. i looked at Marcus and laughed a little bit saying i had no idea what to do with makeup. he smiled and said we would get to that but first he wanted me to go in to the bathroom with the body suit and heels and wig and lip gloss and come out for him. i closed the door behind me and took my shirt off examining my body in the mirror, my skin soft and hairless, y eyebrows shaped, my tan now setting in to a nice. I moaned softly, “Oh Graham, I do want you. I've wanted to have you for a while, but I didn’t know what to do”. He turned me in his arms and pressed me up against the bench, with one hand still groping my tits, his other trailed down my thigh and over my legs. “Mmm well I did notice all the sluty clothes you started wearing lately, was that for me? My sweet Amanda?”. “Yes Graham, its all for you, even this.”, I took his hand from my thigh, and moved it up under my skirt as I spread my legs a. For some minutes, the bemused fellow just stood in the doorway, his eyes glued to the sight, feeling as if his eyeballs were being dragged right out of their sockets--and his cock was threatening to fly right off his crotch, too, like a meaty heat-seeking missile.Was he angry? Hurt? Shocked? The man couldn't tell--because he was so horny that he could feel no other emotion. He felt dizzy and light- headed. So much blood had rushed into his hard-on that his brain was starved for oxygen. The.