”Had I been holding my breath? I giggled softly and looked into His twinkling eyes. These little intimate moments between us, are some of our best.�...�Now, where was I.” He started again. “Ah, yes, My fingers. Mmm, My little one, just think about it. Your feet wide apart standing against that wall. Your pussy getting so wet. My fingers trailing down between your breasts, moving lightly over your skin so slow it makes you shiver. Feel those fingers now inside your mind, pet, feel them as they glide. After one elegant evening, about three years after her transformation Stephanie was asked by a good looking American billionaire to marry him but she told him that she couldn't. "The agency I work for doesn't permit such a thing."However he was so smitten by her blonde hair, intelligence and wonderful figure, so he contacted the agency himself. When he offered them ?100K to arrange for Stephanie's hand in marriage after a meeting at the agency office, it was decided that it was too tempting an. I knew that he would not lastvery long. I concentrated on giving him a very noisyand sloppy blowjob. He rewarded my efforts with amouthful of nice warm cum. I tucked his recedingmanhood back into his pants. His finger-fucking friendmoved in for his reward next. I unzipped his Levis andout popped a fat juicy 8 inches of cock. I slurped hismeat down my throat and was again rewarded in shortorder with another hot batch of cum.“Thank young men for adding to this eveningspleasures.” I. With a sigh she asked me, “So, how’s the paper so far?”. “We’re not doing as well as I’d thought. I think the problem is me,” I told her. “Why? What’s the problem?” she said, pursing her full lips at me. “I’ve been very distracted all evening,” I whispered. She moved her face really close, like she does when she’s going to whisper a teasing remark. “Really? Tell me…” she said and shifted her body so that I could feel her breast against my arm. I couldn’t resist. I brought my lips.