"Your house is so nice. I wish I could afford to live here," gushed Tabitha."It's easy, honey. Just marry a rich man." Tabitha was taken aback by the ...nswer. Feelings of repugnance to the thought of marrying a man started to rise, only to be interrupted by laughter. "Oh you're so easy to tease," Carly said. "Come on! Let me show you the house." Over here is my living room. It's got the latest furniture. In the corner is my cockatoo. I made my husband buy one when I found out that Rachael. I might have lain there for ever, I thought, but for the inevitable biological necessities ... which got me up soon enough.My own clothes were nowhere to be seen, but I found that May had left me a robe of thin pale grey silk beside the bed, so I wrapped that around me - it was warm enough in a pleasantly heated house - and went in search of a toilet. Which turned out to be just across the landing and, in the English manner, absolutely bloody freezing. Like, really, really cold. Even my very. Immediatly I drop to my knees. I open my mouth as wide as possible and take him in one big swallow. He moans just slightly and grips the back of my head and I bob up and down on that big salty fucking cock. It fills my mouth completely, he starts to thrust and the head of his big dick pushes against the back of my throat. I don't gag. This isn't my first deep dicking. I thrust my mouth down on him again and again; savoring every bit of that big dick in me. His thrusts become more urgent before. I look down at myself, Istill look like a girl wearing panties, I can't believe I don't have abulge between my legs.I slide the panties down my legs, and I get into the shower and wow, thewater feels great on my body. It sure is tough to stand all day, but Isure made a lot of money. I don't want to tell Miley or mommy how muchmoney I made in tips. Miley will probably want my tips, especially sinceI must do whatever Miley says. Or she's going to tell mommy I have ajobworking as a girl."Oh man,".