I peeked in on my daughters and saw that that were asleep. I decided to call one of my female friends who I knew could help me process this and to be ...erfectly honest knew would be turned on by this.She picked up the phone, I started to tell her what happened and I could hear in her voice that she was turned on. As she lives only seven minutes away I asked her to come over. She arrived about five minutes later wearing a very short dress.I described again what had happened as I did she began to. Simon retrieved his mother’s pineapple-shaped ice container from the back of a cupboard and filled it. He took the Pepsi and ice into the living room where Mandy was tinkering around with the stereo system.‘How the fuck do you turn this on? Why is your Dad so old fashioned? In some respects, he’s a rebel but in others, he’s so backward.’Simon put the Pepsi and plastic pineapple on the coffee table. ‘Here, I’ll do it. But I’m warning you, his music is as backward and old-fashioned as this. Ten minutes later I had my gown on and was attaching clip on earrings toBill's earlobes bought just for tonight, followed by a brunette wig alsobought for the occasion. I then had him step into the high heels we hadbought him a while back, handed him his beaded evening bag and he wasready. I was very happy with the result. While I couldn't claim he wasattractive as a woman, he was definitely passable. Most people we sawlikely wouldn't guess he was a man. Our timing in getting ready turnedout to. Bert hadn’t undertaken such employment with a female in years; he was going to blow, and blow he would. This was one fucking she’d never forget, he needed the air to open her up, as when he did blow, it would need space. Mary had done him proud with her hand jobs, but this, she would milk him dry.“Here she blows missy!” Bert gripped the sides of his bed, forcing his cock in deeply, letting out a thunderous moan. “Jesus Christ boy, fill her to the brim!”Belinda felt as if she was sitting on.