I just assumed she would look like a girl in a Superman costume. There was an odd fire in her eye. She approached me quickly and shoved against me,...pressing me against the wall. I could feel her strap-on pressed against me like a hard on. She reached inside of my jacket and squeezed my breast. "You look good". Her voice was deep, raspy and masculine. She had been screaming for days to get it this way. "I followed you on your nights out you know" she said evenly. Her opposite hand ran up. The thing nearly went down to the bottom of his shorts and it wasn’t the least bit erect yet. James wiggled his dick in his hand as he told me to come closer and grab a hold of him which I did. “Now you see son, that’s what a real man’s dick feels like. You’ve been playing with a little boy’s dick all these years and trying to satisfy your wife with something she can get at any high school. Go ahead boy, get down on your knees and wrap your hot pink lips around this black man’s dick and see. "But I buy these things for you. They are for women!" I sputtered."Says who? And I don't know if you noticed, but your cock is very hardand I have only put you in stockings. We still have panties and yourteddy and your high heels to go yet."She was right. The pink garter straps that ran from the belt to thetops of the dark stockings framed my very hard cock. There was nodenying that I was aroused."Stand, turn." she said.Again following her instructions, I stood and turned around. I felt. Then she is going to open her eyes again and treat herself to a fleeting glance of your woollen clad cock in that beautiful light grey suit...She is pretending to be reading a book, Madame Bovary, but she lets her gaze flick upwards and for a moment sees that beautiful bulge between your legs. You aren't even hard, sleepy cock resting gently between your legs but she knows it's there, and is drinking in the outline, the softly rounded shape of your cock.If you could download her thoughts.