So Jansen found himself killing time before the plane ride back to thewest coast. Time was his enemy, it reminded him that he was away from theonly th...ng that brought him any satisfaction. There was no way he couldtake the heels and dresses on the road. One whiff of his predeliction andhis career would be over. He remembered the last time that had happenednearly fifteen years ago. He'd been 15 and puberty had been slow to arrive. He'd always lovedwomen's clothes but he was totally enamored of. The backof the van became dark so he switched on the dome lights and took agood look at the girls.The man was sweating with the exertion and he was excited bothphysically and sexually. Looking at the girls lying on the mattresseswith their lycra-clad legs spread wide and their firm breasts heavingas they slept excited him further. The girls were both pretty andtheir makeup had run but that just made them prettier, almost slutty.He checked that the curtain across the driver's cabin was secure. He just couldn't help himself.That was the best part for Pauline. He was looking at her and not only because they were talking, Robert filling his boss in on what had happened at the office that day, but because he liked looking at Pauline. There was interest in his eyes, and much more than he'd demonstrated even during their shower together the day before. He was falling for her. Pauline would have bet money that Robert had spent much of the day in her office, answering her phone, making her. I then squeeze the outer vulvar lips, to mix up the raw pink flesh,as my tounge dives hard and deep into her vagina, my finger pokes in and out to scoop the crevis of pink goodness into my mouth,Her Lubercation soothes my black skin texture and her ripened healthy bacteria boosted my immune system and caused my erection to grow and fester. My hands spank the black vaginal meat with power taps as it squirts more and more juices, her.