Finally, after some convincing, she agreed and went to the washroom to change into the dress. When she came out after changing my jaw was left open. I... was a semi-formal kind of mini skirt with a white half-sleeved top and a black skirt.The top was really tight and you could see the shape of her breasts through it very clearly. Especially her breasts. Damn. Her thighs looked glistening and fair. I could not believe how far we had come over the last few weeks to this day when I was seeing my mom. Jeannie moaned hard. Joe licked her slit from the open, dripping hole to the top of her slit, where her throbbing clit begged attention. He fucked her with his tongue, rubbing his nose against her asshole, then moved his mouth down to flick her clit. Dave moaned, the feeling of this wild cock sucker driving him mad.He was amazed at her ability to take him all the way down her throat. Joe kissed up the back of her thighs, her ass cheeks, now spreading her ass cheeks with his strong hands. His. It turned me on so much but never acted on it. I led a normal straight life with girlfriends but couldn't shake the urge for more. My fantasies went from my imagination to the internet, where I looked at porn and then joined sites and chats anonymously. This started to blur the line between fantasy and reality. I kept needing more to satisfy my urge. At 25 I met an older gay man online and really got turned on with chats we'd have. I kept anonymous all the time. He was dominant and so. I undid the bow tying up her blues and pulled the trousers down, followed by the pink panties. She squatted and released a huge stream of urine.When she was done I pulled off a few sheets of toilet paper and wiped her. She had a thick gingery bush which extended right underneath so I made sure it was all dry, wiping her pussy lips from front to back, before getting her dressed again and she went back to the operation. No sooner had I flushed the toilet when the theatre nurse came out saying.