‘That Leila has one hot body,’ he thought to himself as he watched them go at it. By then, Leila had forced her pussy down into Megan’s face, an... they ate each other to orgasm a few more times. Alan used his power to make himself visible again, and then cleared his throat, calling their attention to his return. ‘I see you were enjoying yourself in my absence, ladies.’ Megan’s face turned so red she thought it might be a match for her hair. Leila, though, was unembarrassed. Megan had given her. "Ok...we can fuck after my shower." she said. "Let's just fuck now" I begged. "No, I'm so sweaty. I smell like a pig. Besides, I had a bad day and really need you to eat my pussy and it needs cleaned." I reached up and pinched her nipple again. She exhaled sharply with pleasure. She turned to me and looked me in the eye and said "We will fuck after my shower. Go sit down and get comfortable"Then she did it. She grasped the sweaty band of her shorts and pulled them down. As she did that, she. You tell me that younever, even as a child, experimented with women's clothes. That isslightly unusual, as statistics show that a very high percentage of themale population have worn skirts at one time or another. Often this is ina school play or at a fancy dress party; I am surprise that you never did.But no matter; you now are having these dreams and, indeed, they may, inpart, be due to the fact that you never had cross-dressed until you actedas Sandra's "bride escort". My professional advice. ..until now. It was breathtaking in size, easily three floors. The walls were a shining bright white, as if they had been recently painted. Behind you was a fountain that stood in the middle of the circular driveway. _Man, _you think to yourself, Dad really went all out on this place...Luggage in hand, you walk up to the door, knocking loudly on it. After a few moments, it swings open, the bright, smiling face of your mother the first thing in your sight. Even now, well into her forties, she.