The directions were clear enough. Except that it took me through Pleasant Town's roughest looking neighborhood. Not exactly the place a guy wants to...be alone and dressed like I was. It was hard not to imagine a headline in my paper back home that said, "Tucson Trans-gender found murdered in Pittsburgh Suburb." My folks would love to read that.Thankfully the street their place was on didn't look too bad. I just needed to make my way carefully up the steps with these heels. From there it. Feeling slightly dazed, Amy tried to pull the shorts on, quickly stopping when the latex started pulling uncomfortably against her skin. Momentarily puzzled, she remembered seeing mention of talc on the latex clothing sites. Amy pulled the shorts back off, and headed to the bathroom to find some talc. Feeling incredibly aroused, Amy returned to the bedroom, powdered the shorts, and succeeded in pulling them on. She admired herself at length in the mirror, running her hands along the latex-clad. We went on like this for hours with the machine milking Steve’s cock and filling Kelly’s ass with his cum while I fucked her pussy. I took it nice and slow with her edging her to orgasm and then stopping countless times as I wanted her last orgasm to be the biggest yet. I made it so the machine would stop sending Steve’s cum into her ass and just let it build up in the glass ready for when I make her cum. I lifted her up slightly and took her nipple into my mouth and slowly sucked on it making. Was the inquiry specific or simply a general fishing expedition?”The reporter who’d asked the question, an older man with short hair and a thin, almost gaunt look, wearing wire-rim glasses stoke up. The man’s dimples increased as he smirked from behind his innocuous appearance. “We’re still compiling our investigation. We plan on calling the Commissioner’s office for a response to the specific details before publishing the report in the morning.”“That’s Roger Specks, a journalist on the crime.