I leave my tea on the kitchen table, wander upstairs to check out Sal’s wardrobes, she has two and three undies drawers. I open her “Formal” war...robe, just in time to get a quick glance of the chiffon, satin and silk gowns before I hear the back door open and the cleaner arrive. The cleaner, Mrs T, is a good looking lady, about sixty years old, She’s always well dressed in what I suspect is either charity shop or supermarket clothing. Sensible in style, but smart none the less. She always. " She said as she smiled at me.My mind was swimming, I cant tell you what I was thinking because my head was think too may thoughts at once, it calmed down though when she took my face in her hands and kissed me softly and passionately, our tongues swirled together and I seemed to melt in her hands, it wasn’t my first kiss but it was the best so far. She took off my shirt and kissed my well toned chest all the while telling me everything would be fine, at that point I didn’t care my dick was so. " I'dfucked my arse with dildos before and was very excited, I really didwant to be fucked. In fact a fleeting thought of being fucked by a realcock went through my mind."I'll bet you dream of being fucked by a real man with a huge cock,don't you?"I gasped, how could she have guessed? "Em, yes, maybe sometimes miss."I mumbled."You lying little slut, you dream of it every day. You dream of a big,well muscled stud standing behind you, like I'm doing now. You dreamthat he takes hold of your sissy. "I didn't think she'd let you go," the psychic said with a chuckle as he looped his arm through Miranda's and dragged her over to his table, "Come on, kid, I'll buy ya drink!" Kid?" questioned Miranda, quickly snatching Misty's hand to drag her along as well, "I'm not the one who's going around messing with Joy's pokemon." What?!" laughed Zack as they sat down at a table along the East-facing wall, "It was just a joke! Besides, I was bored." I don't even want to know how you did it," sighed.